There’s no argument about that. Definitely stalking.
the royal exchange!
yes m8 I did!
(special Evening Standard £15 lunch menu with a glass of wine!!!)
Oh nice! I popped into Tiffany’s there as it’s the closest to my office, it’s a beautiful building innit. What did ye eat?
went for a main and pudding; got a chicken pie (absolutely ) and then these bad boys to end:
Ah yes.
Noice!
Yeah, but he’d insist on running his stubby, unwashed/ wedding ring’d fingers through every ingredient.
Everything I thought about having for lunch had already been eaten (living with other people etc), I settled upon toast and manage to burn it while I was distracted here. Just had some bread
Not until he’d first submerged his hands and entire body in a vat of olive oil
i had a subway for which i am laying the blame at the feet of @Mistersteve
Take any photos of unhappy elderly couples while you were there?
good god
*lemons
*olive oil
Let’s call the whole thing off.
*fo,m
it was a subway in a combination post office / spar so you can imagine why i didn’t want to hang about
pretty grim.
