as The Goat was actually very good, I quite enjoyed a play for the first time in my life. Wonderfully acted and enough laugh out loud moments that the entire 1 hour and 50 minutes went remarkably quickly.
Barrafina was also very good, thank you Charles. Loved the tortilla morcilla and the fennel and pear salad although I thought the artichokes and aioli was the best thing we had. Suckling pig was merely good and the chap who cut our jamon should have been sacked but overall it was still very good.
Theatre eh? Hmmm, I'm still unconvinced.
It just seems like an awful lot of money for a casual mid-week meal. It's not changing my life, or anything, it just feels sort of wrong.
Mind you, everything seems ridiculously expensive to me these days; clearly a matter of age. In my mind, a round of drinks for four should be a tenner, and filling the car up should cost 40 quid. I live in a state of almost permanent surprise.
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'