Last night Wilf decided to treat me to an overnighter in the Civil Service Club, so we both took the afternoon off of work, booked in at 2pm and took advantage of their recent decision to change the sheets and blankets for duvets. I must say that duck down has never felt more luxurious :)
We went for an early dinner in the restaurant and both remarked how the food had improved in the last year or so. Apparently they sacked their last Head Chef because of 'unspecified unsavoury reasons' which I'd rather not go into, but sufficed to say it included a large marrow, some soft cheese and a large stick of celery. The dessert trolley always makes me giggle - it resembles a huge mahogany coffin on wheels, but it doesn't detract from the goodies contained within.
At 7:30 we embarked on the 'Secrets of The Thames' walk along the river which included such highlights as learning about the different wharves, spotting water birds and avoiding the various missiles a group of youths were throwing at us as we snaked along the embankment. Wilf remonstrated with one of the gang until they decided to leave us alone - sometimes I feel he should join the UN Peacekeeping Force - they'd really appreciate his negociation skills and could probably utilise hid double decker bus at the same time.
Breakfast was wonderful, although receiving a text message from Mr A inviting me along to a 'Celebration of the Mannequin Pis' event in Brussels was a little unexpected to say the least.....
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