I tried to be a good citizen yesterday. As I was walking to the station last night, a woman cycled passed and something fell off her bike with a load clunk. It turned out it was her bike lock. So I walked out into the road and retrieved it for her. She thanked me for getting it for her (she’d stopped at the side of the road a bit further up) and I then walked off while she was sorting her bike out. I was then waiting to cross the road and she cycled by and rang her bell and waved. How very civilised for London.
Then when I was on the tube, a woman stood up and something fell to the ground. As I looked over I saw it was her hat and she was about to walk off having not noticed she had dropped it, so I asked her if it was her hat and it was. So she was pleased and said thank you. I feel these two instances are my quota for the year. I am not normally that helpful.
I have made two food discoveries in recent days. First the New Covent Garden Risotto is very nice. Second is anything that is sort of nut roast like is not for me. That whole graininess of it is way too much like haggis and therefore cannot pass my lips without making me feel very nauseous. G did get some extra dinner a result though. Perhaps a bit of bacon would have helped.
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