- An hour long conversation with my Ma, whilst sitting (having ordered nothing) in the McDonalds by TCR. Any port in a storm?
- Frites and peppercorn sauce, unexpectedly.
- The moment at which we realised we were in the wrong place.
- Waking up to find that a) I'd been covered in a duvet and b) I hadn't taken anyone's eye out in the process.
- People-watching at the French House, for the second night in a row.
Tuesday 19 January 2010
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