January 27th - Day 284

I was on my way the Consort Cafe at The Royal Albert Hall, when news reached me that Oliver was feeling poorly and needed to be picked up from school. So I saw five minutes of Baltic/Latin troubadours Pocket Caravan and rushed back home to look after the sickly lad. Didn't even get a photo, apart from a shoddy one on the phone to prove that I did actually watch some music. I was treated to some more music a couple of hours later by Oliver himself who rallied enough to stand on my sofa and sing "Celebrate good times - come on!!".