A Sunday stuffing

Stuffed to bursting point today after various social engagements revolving around food. I feel like Dawn French in that episode of the Vicar of Dib where she eats 5 Christmas dinners.

Greasy fry up for breakfast (including chips), evening pub sesh with sticky toffee pud, and this American diner at Euston. A couple legged it for their train without paying, which was a bold move. The most notable part of the experience was catching up with Timothy Coburn for the trials and tribulations of his love life.

Stuffed to bursting, but a super little Sunday. And I don't mean super in a way that gets Donald Trump closer to the presidency.

Happy bday bananablip.