It's Scrap's party today, so we were all over the place yesterday. Me and him had a list of tasks and were under strict instruction to keep out of Silvana's kitchen as she was up to her oxters in cherry cup cakes and the like. So, we were wandering round Wing Tai by about 8:30 looking for rice-paper wraps and started banging on the doors of the Horniman (every south London parent's second home) an hour later. We all went to meet the newborn - and rather lovely - Eloise for the first time in the afternoon - hello Eloise! - then, in a moment of madness, decided to call in at Selfridges on the way home. My default setting is to not want to make any random moves at all at that point in the day, but Silvana is entirely the opposite. She revels in throwing in odd moves and just presuming it will all be fine. I always think it will always be a nightmare. When she suggested we take a hungry Scrap to an extremely busy Yo Sushi! I thought, 'This will be a disaster!'. Of course, it wasn't. It was great. Apart from the bit where he fell off the really high stool and banged his head. But an ice cream from the food hall seemed to sort that pretty quickly...
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Random moves are never good in my book. I like to plan and to stick to that plan! Anything (or anyone) that throws my carefully thought out day/evening/weekend out of sync can only be bad news! am glad the trip to Yo Sushi went well though, the last time David threw a random suggestion at me, I reluctantly caught it we ended up in a traffic jam and a "well, it wasn't my idea" row on the way to Bluewater.
You see! That's what I'm talking about. The random plan that turns bad and then becomes - sort of - your fault... I'm with you, NMoO
Oh, come on you two. I like a plan as much as anyone but when you're driving through town, right past the doors of Selfridges. At tea time. What you going to do? Go home and have fishfingers?
yes but then you've got the whole parking issue! more stress! haha! Actually, come to think of it, passing Selfridges and NOT popping in to browse through their Molton Brown selection is just criminal - I could always get the car to circulate while I'm in there......hm.
I'd like to know what time exactly did you go to Selfridges? How long did you stay? What time did you leave? How did this change the expected activities for the rest of the day?
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