I only meant to try the lions or something in Trafalgar Square, but it was terrifically hot and the only shady spot I could find to sit sort of faced the National Gallery -oops!
The next week I went back to Trafalgar Square but faced St Martin in the Fields. It turns out that the 'pesky people' I have been dreading drawing in front of are either utterly uninterested or really nice and friendly.
The following week I sat in the Courtauld Courtyard, and was almost late for my shift as I was totally befuddled by all the windows, pillars and frankly, unnecessary details!
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