On Monday evenings my girls do gymnastics, so I have an hour of waiting, when I can do (on not do) whatever. It’s like waiting at the airport – an ‘in-between’ time. There’s a whole row of us, parents, like me, who are hung in this waiting suspense for an hour at the viewing gallery, and some of them make good still models, thanks to the modern technology devices. These are A6 size.
Gymnastics hour – sketches