Woke up this morning to find our radio controlled clock showed a different time from the others. Wasn't expecting the time to spring forward, as my mind was elsewhere.
Walked down to Tate Britain and sat on the steps gazing at Millbank. No one around, but few stylists and a jogger in the distance.
Went home again for another week of self isolation, but there's always the phone, what's app and zoom to keep in touch with family and friends, and some large sheets of acrylic. Dennis.