7.10.14

Oh what a weekend.
Landan with Mary was amazing.
We had lunch in Farnham followed by tea by the canal at Send. Arrived in Landan taan just in time to meet my Joe, and Marys Hannah. Dinner at The Abbeville. It was lovely. Fish and chips and then chocolate orange fondant with blood orange sorbet. Unbelieeeeeeevably amazing. Unfortunately i shared it with Joe so i wasn't too naughty.
The next day started with croissants and coffee.... and Bucks Fizz. It was Marys birthday. She's 13 days younger than me, but she looks about 13 years older!! But she hasn't put on 42 stone in weight and lost all her hair!!
Next we went to Liberties and did some shopping. What a lovely building.
As it was Marys birthday, and as Hannah had bought her the latest Ottolenghi cook book, we decided to eat at Nopi, Ottolenghis restaurant. We were meeting with Joe and Jon and i didn't think he'd appreciate Iranian food, so Mary and Hannah ate there alone and Mary was given an Ottolenghi cook book and the menu of the day signed by the man himself (or a forgery) and was given a sorbet with a candle in it. Joe, Jon and myself went to a chicken restaurant and had a wonderful italian burger with sweet potato fries. It was amazing, again.
We all went for a coffee together before Joe and Jon departed.
Next stop, Radio Bar and a bottle of Prosecco as we sat in the sun and watched the goings on in London at that height. Helicopters, and planes every couple of minutes. A whole host of women with drawn on eyebrows, false lashes and nails and streaky bleached hair. And so many smoking.
Mary had brought tickets for Wicked, so we made our way to the theatre by way of a rickshaw. Oh what fun we had. Our driver was mad. He made us all squeal with his erratic driving.
Wicked was wicked.
So full of colour and such a good idea.
Enough already. I was more than ready for bed.
We were staying at Hannahs digs.
Hannah stays with Tessa and her partner, who's dad lives near Mary. What a stylish flat.
Woke up after a well earned sleep and after another long chat, we headed off to Tower Bridge to see the poppies. It was stunning.
Found ourselves at St Catherines docks in Cafe Rouge for lunch, before Heron House. The Duck and Waffle, 40th floor.
The stories Hannah had for us with regards, buildings, businesses, shops. She knows nearly everything about London.
The whole weekend was just totally amazing. Magical. I can't wait for mine and Marys 55th birthday!
Back to reality.
I really don't like having to cook my own meals again.
Today was cardiologist day.
He decided i had to have the test that he's been umming and arring (not sure if thats the way to write that!) about. Yet another cannula......and air is injected into me, having been fizzed up so bubbles go into my lungs whilst the ultrasound camera is poised waiting for pictures. This shows if theres a hole between both sides of the heart and whether a clot could pass between. It was negative, thank goodness. If there had been a hole, i don't know what would have happened??? Open heart surgery maybe????
I have been discharged but i can call him if i need him. Maybe a follow up in a years time.
I have to continue the medication for now and commence aspirin.
He wants me to have regular exercise!!! Crazy fool.
On that note, I'm going to bed!