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You can tell how exhausted I was because, although we had lunch at the
Sunflower Café in the garden centre (the cajun chicken wrap with
a fresh salad was perfect) and a cup of tea and a Belgian waffle at the
café by the car park (we'd moved outside because a small child
had come into the Sunflower Café with his grandparents, holding
a toy plane that made a continuous loud piercing sound like a dentist's
drill having paroxysms) these two small sketches, of the field across
the lake and of common ragwort on a grass verge, were
all I drew in my sketchbook. Richard Bell, richard@willowisland.co.uk |