A day of two halves

First half: planes, trains and automobiles style journey to London, but all passed smoothly save for a slightly scary moment when it turned out CarbBoy really wasn't joking about having his foot stuck in the railing at the Stansted train ticket office...

Second half: luxurious relaxation at my friend's house, and a fine smelling meal to come. A perusal of her fab selection of cookery books has certainly given me an appetite. CarbBoy is as happy as a boy with two friends around his age who love mucking about and playing Wii can be. Very happy, in other words.

Tomorrow brings more socialising, a theatre trip, and probably more sitting around this lovely table.