When Kendall came to London, we went to the British Museum, and outside I told him that I had seen what I thought was an angel standing in the exact place I was then standing.

It had happened last summer while I was sitting outside the Museum eating my lunch. I noticed a man standing and staring up at the sun with a look of pure bliss on his face. I was taken with how happy he seemed to be, and when I glanced away for, I swear, no more than a split second, and then looked back, he was gone.

After searching the whole area to be sure he wasn't somewhere in the vacinity, I came to this conclusion...

He was an angel...on holiday.

..xx..e