The first was afternoon tea on Sunday. C. and I made the appointment to see M. at the Wolsey*, London's answer to Viennese café culture. printperson assured us that we'd met her; M. assured us that she'd met both of us. Fortunately our trust was repaid: when we saw her in person, we recognized her from a Christmas party over a year ago. She was in town for a few days for work, en route to Madrid via truck with artwork as a courier. We had a lovely afternoon tea, all three tiers of it. The... read more
