Oh dear, my notes from the meeting covered eleven pages. I shall, of course, condense them into two at most. Thing is, you don’t know what’s going to have to be put down until the debate is over – fear not, I won’t do ‘he said, she said’ sort of minutes. A few main points and the conclusions will be all.
I can’t help thinking about the cheerful Japanese family I passed in Piccadilly last week as I was going down from the RA towards Waterstone’s. There was a shop with intricately shaped sweets or cakes or something, very Oriental in style, I didn’t really take much notice, but these people coming the other way were very pleased to notice it and stopped to look in the window. I didn’t wait to notice if they went in, but they looked as if they were having such a good time. Whatever must they feel like now? I’ve been thinking about them all week, still seeing them as a mental snapshot.