I began photography lessons last week and am pleased with my teacher, Karen.  V nice lady and knows her stuff.  She has also known Bryce a long time - husband of Grace and our host at dinner last Friday. She first met him in 1973 at a boring, preppy pool party in Princeton.  Standing around with a cocktail wishing she was back in Primrose Hill (from whence she had come after a couple of years in London), she heard a loud noise and then saw a man coming around the corner on a large motorbike.  And no clothes on.  That was Bryce.

At 80, has has of course calmed down a bit.  But he still has a twinkle in his eye and was a good host.  They live in an 18th century farmhouse just outside of town.  Ten people were invited and the food was good and the wine flowed along with the conversation.  Some really interesting people and in particular we hit it off with Charlie and Lucia who have an organic beef farm here.  We were able to talk cattle and on Saturday went out to se them at the ranch.  A lovely afternoon.