Blah-blah and chopsticks

Hundreds of Brighton commuters plunged into despair this morning as the trusty 7:47am train was cancelled. Delayed, creeping journey but fortunately the meeting I had in central London was delayed too. Enjoyed a short taxi ride, my favourite way of seeing London, then a bit of five star blah-blah & back to work for another slightly peskyish day.

The evening, in contrast, was good fun. Met Mum and Mase in the Cafe Apogee off Leicester Square and drank wine. I got lots of presents: some cushions with Mum's designs on them, a big pot, painted by mum too... And some special stones to ward off evil, plus a crystal to hang in the window to create rainbows of light. Mum was remembering her grandparents, who'd lived in Folkstone. She said they had a painting each of their spirit guides, who were two Native Americans, they used to contact in their seances.

Then we wandered off into Soho for some serious chopstick work in the Top of the Town, Gerrard Street in Chinatown, discussing how Mum and Mase have been together for twenty years now. Amazing how time shoots by.

Then back on the Brighton train, and home to bed.

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