Dinner in someones front room, sans washing up. Brilliant.

Eva’s bday dinner on Saturday was great, went to Barry at the Tureen. Random name I know, but great food (not a tureen in sight though). I do love it when they offer to take your coats from you at the door. We then sat down in a swanky private dining room upstairs (way to go Eva, sourcing that one!). The best thing definitely the end of the evening when you could just get up and walk away without having to offer to do the washing up or “pretend” to tidy up. I never tidy up properly at other peoples now, ever since I put away a load of cd’s incorrectly (apparently the cd’s should have been stacked in alphabetical order!!).