Tuesday 11 August 2009

Pizza sometime

with school friend. Actually, we knew each other when I was 9 and she was 8 and we played (scraped) in a String Orchestra. Although she only lives a few miles away we only see each other about twice a year as she works in the high octane world of CGI (my friend in Soho! I have seen her name in the cinema,) and is always at work, or so it seems to me, holiday rich teacher.

And so tonight we meet in our Pizza Express to catchup.

She too shares my interest in things home grown, though has little time for it, so I shall take her a few things.

First, the delights of the Shoulder Class, which is really aimed at the elderly.
As I joke to my Mum, the walk there and back is the best bit.

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