Or So Bluecoat

I am not usually one to photograph my food, but I didn't take many photos today, and this one's really about the title. I was out with my young friends this evening after camp chief's conference, and explained that I had to leave early to go to my parent's for supper. What are you having, asked Hannah - ossobuco, I replied. The pub was quite noisy, she misheard it as "or so bluecoat" not ever having had ossobuco before. So I took a photo to show her. Bloody delicious it was too. 

Camp chief's conference was much like last year: I went to it feeling excited and relaxed, came out worrying about all sorts of things it hadn't really crossed my mind to worry about. But seeing Hannah and Yasmin and Jac was bloody lovely, even if they did take me to a pub which only takes cash. In London. I ask you.

Tomorrow, some time with my parents, a promised trip to John Lewis, and then the battle home through the engineering works.....