Today that was not too much of an exaggeration.

I spent all day working on yesterday’s painting.

Then I had an appointment about a mural in someone’s house. I had the name and address and was fairly confident that I knew roughly where I was going.

I found the area, but not the street. So I wandered around looking for someone to ask and eventually found someone, who turned out to be a person I had worked for before. I asked where the street was , and was enthusiastically shown into someone’s house. That was lucky I thought. I was offered a drink and then asked if I could do two paintings of flowers . As this was not at all what I had expected I was a little puzzled ,but decided that maybe they had changed their mind or this was an extra as well as the mural. It took some sorting out, what with the language difficulty and me winging it . I had been prepared for the mural. It was not until the client took my number and said her name that I began to wonder if I could really be in the wrong house.

I was!!!!

But on the bright side I have another commission.

So I was shown to the correct house with much hilarity.

I have sometimes thought that people here think I am a bit simple ,but I can paint. I didn’t do anything to dispel that opinion today.

It was nice to meet the person I had come to meet. And see the wall where the mural is to be. Now I have some sketching and planning to do.

I’m still laughing about the whole mix up. And I now remember where I met the first person and why they were not surprised to see me. Masks are good for protection but not for recognising people .

It’s days like this that make me love my life here.

And it’s Friday. Cheers 🍷🍷