Thursday night, a wine tasting hosted by the wine shop across the road at our building's recreational area. It included a sausage sizzle and food fellow residents brought food along. We contributed a dozen raspberry and lemon tarts from our local French bakery. In the blink of an eye, they were gone. R always gets such things right.
R wasn't feeling terrific, so we didn't go out in the heat for our usual brunch this Friday. I was confused by the heat and took a country train ride. I can't remember where I went and without planning my trip, I ended having a 50 minute wait for a train back to town. Fortunately there was a pub next to the station so I had an ice laden g&t as I killed time.
We had dinner this Friday night with my gay former workmate at the most excellent Kantipur.
So, too busy to write a post...my apologies.