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Installing it (designer David Mitchell) |
I feel like the spacecraft Rosetta sundered from the little lander, Philae, which has to fend for itself on a comet. After what seemed like a journey of four billion miles, my exhibition of Supreme Court drawings, only one of them blood-stained, has landed right way up in the foyer of Pinsent Masons' Broadgate office. I guess I have to leave it there for a while.
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Reflected arrow highlights Dominic Grieve QC MP |
After dark I walk through the City. I pass urine-scented flowerbeds full of plastic-looking but real anemones. I navigate by the fixed stars of Christopher Wren's buildings.
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A poem by Andrew Motion is chiselled on benches outside the court
After Sir Joshua Reynolds |
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