Back to Margate again today- to invigilate the gallery all day on my own.
Twenty five visitors, ten of which said ‘What did this place used to be? I love the wall/floor/ tiles……’
Its called the Pie Factory – Doh!
Sorry – reading my book for hours on end has made me feel like I’ve been on a long haul flight. Tetchy.
And no sales.
Two interesting photographers, a woman who puts art on melamine table mats and a sad couple who wished they had stayed in Bromley and never moved to the sea………such is the minutiae of Life.
