Strange paints

I spent some time today playing with a strange folding watercolour set that daughter gave to D a while ago. Strange because of the choice of colours - many petrol blues, many oranges, only one violet, everything very bright. It will be interesting to use. It’s been frustrating to D owing to his colour blindness.
Yesterday D met the young people in Bloomsbury. He and son in law went to an exhibition on truth and lies in the press at the British Library, while daughter had a meeting at the British Museum.