an idiot in london

November 2001

Thursday, 29th November 2001.

Tania and I have known each other since kindergarten. Which is probably before some of you young tackers were even born. Before the CD, before the Commodore64, before New Kids on the Block, in fact Johnny Farnham was still known as Johnny Farnham.

Anyway, I had dinner at Tania's place last night. I was in charge of dessert, so I bought some profiteroles on the way there. After a yummy stir-fry, we scoffed the profiteroles.

It takes about an hour to get from Tania's joint back to sunny Fulham, and when I got back I noticed that there was chocolate ALL OVER MY FACE.

"Tania!" I said on the phone today, "Why didn't you tell me I had chocolate all over my face?"
"I didn't notice! Honest!" was her defence. Hmm, a likely story!