Fuck, I thought this morning, I haven’t made any reservations for tonight. Some bloke I once agreed to marry when I was shitfaced years ago is on town and, more importantly, is ON EXPENSES. Anyway, after trawling through Citysearch looking for restaurants with $$$$, my establishment of first choice, and one voted recently as having an outstanding wine list, came good for 8.30.

It’s such a perfect day, I’m glad I spent it with you. Oh yeah, and I am going to South Africa tomorrow.