Day 0307

London, meeting at barristers' chambers, lunch alfresco in the sun with a friend, Rodin's sloppy, lazy drawings of dancers at the Courtauld, the National Gallery then dinner in Wimbledon. Busy, tired, impoverished.

Drew a dreadful copy of a Botticelli in the National Gallery, but the silverpoint ground didn't work properly so the marks weren't showing up and the silver was skittering and squeaking across the plasticised surface. Highly suboptimal but no real excuse for getting the proportions so wrong.