On a damp afternoon, I sheltered from drizzle beneath a tree on a terraced slope above the Elizabethan manor, Trerice. The children were inside dressing in mail and armour. The house has a knot garden built of aromatic herbs and bordered by laden apple trees.
I made only one sketch on our next day out at the Eden Project, quickly drawing some of the sculptures set within the Mediterranean climate biome. I was impressed by the vision of those who had created a landscaped ecological museum in the desolation of a worked-out clay mine.