On one evening I decided to pop into a place I’d not visited in about twenty years, the St. Moritz on Wardour Street. I drew the outside of it last year (well, the restaurant part; I’ve never actually eaten there, or have I? Actually I think I did once) when I had my first London visit after the pandemic, so I was keen to see what the inside of the little downstairs club looked like, to see if it was the same; sure enough, it had not changed in two decades (and probably hadn’t changed for two or three decades before that). There was a guy with a big sketchbook drawing away, so I was like, that’s great to see, I’m going to draw the scene too – see below. My eyesight wasn’t so great in that light and it was hard to make out the colours I was putting on the page, and while it was a quick panorama, i was using the uni-ball signo 0.38 so it was a lot of scratching lines. A brush pen would have been quicker. I had been using my brush pen for quick people sketches. I did chat with the other artist for a bit, I guess he’s a regular, and we looked at our art materials. i was reminded of the late 90s when I would come here sometimes on nights when I had a lot of reading to do for my French literature classes, and so I’d go into one of the little tables in the side room and read there, Le Pere Goriot or whatever. The music being played was a mix of Bowie and other stuff like Bowie, so not much change there then either. The St. Moritz has been around for ages, with so much having changed in this city, it’s nice to go back to somewhere that hasn’t changed a bit.