Latish supper in the Petit Paris.  You can tell it is winter, the downstairs was not in use, well it wasn’t until the party of 8 turned up.

Supper, well a boring steak.  Ordered rare, slightly over cooked I think.  Still red, but not totally raw in the middle which is my definition of rare.  Usual 500 ml of wine to wash it down.

I thought I was meant to be meeting Mary tonight, but confusion in text messages without the punctuation meant somehow we missed each other.  So anyway to the Mai Thai for my Wednesday meal.  I needed their free broadband, I had quite a few large uploads and downloads to complete for a number of websites.  I hate those hotels that charge, and then the free ones seem to throttle your bandwidth as well.   So probably have to spend more time at the Mai Thai.

Couple of large glasses of a South African Cabernet Sauvignon and the duck.  Tends to raise a laugh now when I order the same food over and over again.

No snow in Edinburgh, but I believe there were a couple of inches in Buckinghamshire.