It All Started So Well

But the greatest of intentions went out the window and at the first sniff of garlic I was hooked.
I had a lovely trip on the bus to Shoreham by Sea today, the sun was shining and warm, I had a lovely colour put on my fingernails at The Little Beauty Salon and then had a cappuccino sitting outside of the Italian restaurant La Galleria. It was glorious, to the extent I thought maybe I'd get a bit of a suntan.
Then I smelled garlic, that was it, all I could think of was garlic bread with mozzarella, which I ordered, but of course that wouldn't have tasted right without the obligatory glass of Italian red. Was I glad I had taken the bus.