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I am halfway through par­tic­i­pat­ing in Sur­rey Artists’ Open Stu­dios. This an­nual event of­fers the pub­lic an op­por­tu­nity to meet artists in their stu­dios scat­tered across the county ‘and to ad­mire their work’. Buy some, too, I hope.

When I told the The Aged P about my ven­ture back in the spring, she thought I was com­pletely mad.

‘It will be ter­ri­bly de­press­ing’ she pre­dicted. ‘It might not be,’ I said un­cer­tainly. The Aged P has a life­long dis­trust of or­gan­ised ac­tiv­ity, re­serv­ing par­tic­u­lar con­tempt for self-im­prove­ment cour­ses. In her opinion, all cour­ses are ‘a com­plete and ut­ter waste of time and money’ (ex­clud­ing the ATS Morse code one she went on dur­ing the war). The no­tion that they may also be a good way of meet­ing like-minded friends is an ex­tra rea­son not to go on any: ‘They’ll latch on and you’ll never get rid of them!’

Con­se­quently, I al­ways rather dread telling the Aged P about any cre­ative ac­tiv­ity I’ve signed up to.

‘Oh no, Alice!’ she’ll say in a tum­ble of dis­tress, as though I have con­fessed to a mur­der or be­come a Scien­tol­o­gist. The last time this hap­pened was when, a few years back, I told her I had signed up to a short play­writ­ing course.

‘Noël Coward didn’t go on a play­writ­ing course!’

‘But he was a ge­nius – he didn’t need to.’

The fol­low­ing week, hav­ing been bul­lied into telling fel­low at­ten­dees Poppy and Scar­let a se­cret about my­self as part of a group-bond­ing ex­er­cise, I couldn’t help but think the Aged P had a point.

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