Dining out

After taking Mrs O to Canterbury West station for her usual fortnightly trip to the office in London, the boy and I went next door to the Goods Shed, a very fancy pants farmers' market. There, we got a table at Raphael's Restaurant for dinner. The boy is very much at home in grown up restaurants. He was charming, polite, well behaved, courteous and ate most of what was on his plate (and enjoyed it, too).