I was determined to get out and paint some of the abundant blossom in Sheffield. I set myself up on the road side and slaved away under the merciless sun. A taxi driver stopped to look, was clearly impressed and asked my to do a painting of an adjoining street for him. 'I will give you ten or twenty quid he said' I made a note of his address and if the recession gets any worse, I might just knock on his door.
