In Marmalade Matters I mentioned Bertie Wooster’s Scripture Knowledge prize, won at his prep. school. Bertie went on to Eton and, while winning no prizes (he surely would have said if he had), did not leave empty-handed.
Man in taxi* was the sobriquet bestowed on an old friend by Wikipedia. He was mentioned because of a curious incident that took place on the evening of 24th March 1974.
You have twenty-two days to submit your entry to the International Marmalade Awards, held annually at Dalemain in Cumbria. Marmalade is submitted from all over the world, so don’t be put off if you don’t live in the UK.
I meant to tell you about Masters of the Everyday: Dutch Artists in the Age of Vermeer, the current exhibition at The Queen’s Gallery, Buckingham Palace. It is a remarkably good show. I’m not writing about it because afterwards on my way to lunch. I took this picture on The Mall.
I recently wrote about my local art gallery in Charing Cross Hospital. There is also a sports club there with a 25 metre swimming pool that I splash around in a bit. But there is another local-ish swimming option.
There is one room at Barmeath that I’m pretty sure I have never been into. It is on the upper floor of a turret and was approached by an external, rather rickety, wooden staircase.