For lunch

I was taken to the Cornish pub in Covent Garden by my colleague and my boss. I had a lamb and mint pasty (it was nice, don't ask) and two extra large glasses of Pinot Grigio (or Pinto Gringo, in Blogspot language). We sat out on the top balcony watching a very funny street performer, and then threw him down some money which he caught in his hat. Then we watched the May Day parade from the roof. I did, however, have to cut an interesting conversation short. For which I do apologise. So, I'm sorry.