Took the 2.5 hour ride east on the M4 to London to see Van Gogh at the National Gallery … with 1,000 of my closest international friends. Bonus, also stumbled upon Rembrandt, Rubens, Titian, LeBrun …
Then stopped by the Royal Albert the next morning to say hello to an old neighbourhood friend.
The Royal Albert Hall is where I saw my first concent. Okay, so I was 8 and it was Tchaikovsky’s 1812. But it still counts!
Got back to western England just in time for a lovely view down the hill and a seafront sunset.
Happy Sunday.