Actually it wasn't Camden Town, it was Primrose Hill. At least that's what Margot insisted when she dragged me there. The area certainly didn't seem to have the same high class as Camden High Street.
Dan was a bit peeved not to be joining us for lunch, as you can clearly see in this detailed portrait of his glowering face as the gondolier glided Margot and me past his window and down the Grand Canal.
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