 I wish I was sitting on a lovely South Sea island with masses of palm trees and coconuts and turtles. It would be divine, wouldn't it? I wonder where everybody is. I wonder. Mary Saunders has got another failure. She must be used to it by now. Good morning, darling. Look. Oh, Simon, a sketch. How lovely. When did you do it? This morning. I woke early. Oh, let's see. I'm going to alter Helen's face. It's too pink. Ha!