This small drawing of Stonehenge was painted on a really foul Summer's day, back in 1983; I remember the day well. It was one of just a few watercolours that my agent had amongst his 'illustrations' of my work, and I'm very happy to hear that it's now just been sold.
It won't make me rich, and his commission will hardly keep his lovely wife in nail polish, but it's always good to sell something.
In these uncertain times, good news is rare. Thank you Charles.