The best day off ever?

Yesterday I had a day off. As days off go, it was pretty epic. I woke up late and faffed about a bit listening to the end of The Invention Of Wings by Sue Monk Kidd and was amazed to find out that the novel is based on real people and events. I fully recommend it to everyone, by the way.

Then, out of the blue, I remembered that I had a lunch date with a friend in town. So I scrabbled about getting ready, picked up my favourite book about Italy and went to get the tube.

Lunch looked like this…

…an insalata caprese (always my first choice in an Italian restaurant as it reminds me of being on Capri) and steamed asparagus wrapped in prosciutto. Amazing food. Fabulous company. I may have mentioned before that I am a lazy friend, so I haven’t seen my lunch date in forever. It was very nice to catch up.

After finishing lunch, I headed back home, changed into a slightly smarter top and headed out again for a pre-booked fancy afternoon tea with Danda, which looked like this.

Danda’s comment on the filling in the middle row of sandwiches was; “I’m not eating cucumber sandwiches. They’re for mugs.” When I later asked him what he had meant, he claimed not to know why he had said it. Hmmm, I think there are some underlying cucumber issues here that need to be resolved.

The sweet plate looked like this….

…until this happened to it…

Danda decided he had finished when he was two and a half cakes from the end. Obviously, I finished his off. Bear in mind, I also ate extra on the sandwiches plate because of his cucumber issues. I’m so selfless.

Then I spent the evening under the downstairs duvet, drinking cups of tea and reading my book about Italy.

It’s probably one of my best days off ever in the history of the world ever.