ORANGE

Bryher's tequila sunrise bikini, Pete's great hat and my Croatian supermarket 

towel were a match made in citrus heaven.

CHATTERTON

The Death of Chatterton by Henry Wallis is one of my favourite paintings, mostly because when I first saw it at about fourteen and read that the subject was a seventeen year old poet so poverty-stricken he tore up all literature to hand and swallowed arsenic I thought it was a perfect representation of a tortured artist. People reclining in front of windows always remind me of it.