Taking the glw fout for dinner tonight.

[Sir C]

In a building? Are you taking her up the Oxo tower?

Had lunch at The Goods Shed in Canterbury yesterday. Bloody lush it were.

Rocksalt for Valentine's

Most restaurants are, y'know, in a building of some description.

I like the Goods Shed. Is Piet the Dutch cheeseseller still there?

Rocksalt's nice but it's not cosy, is it? It's sort of... cold. And it's in Folkestone I had lunch there quite recently sat next to thon fella, wossisname, Victor Lewis-Smith. White man with dreads, you know.

What are you doing going out on Valentine's Day, anyway? Restaurants will be serving repulsive menus to repulsive mooning idiots. Are you slinging it up some fancy piece who needs entertaining?

[Burney]

Most restaurants are, y'know, in a building of some description.

I like the Goods Shed. Is Piet the Dutch cheeseseller still there?

Rocksalt's nice but it's not cosy, is it? It's sort of... cold. And it's in Folkestone I had lunch there quite recently sat next to thon fella, wossisname, Victor Lewis-Smith. White man with dreads, you know.

What are you doing going out on Valentine's Day, anyway? Restaurants will be serving repulsive menus to repulsive mooning idiots. Are you slinging it up some fancy piece who needs entertaining?

I must say, it's a bold man who takes his mistress out on St Valentine's Day and leaves the wife at home.

[AFC East]

I must say, it's a bold man who takes his mistress out on St Valentine's Day and leaves the wife at home.

That's what lunchtime is for, when you have a reasonable mistress.

[Monty92]

Most restaurants are, y'know, in a building of some description.

I like the Goods Shed. Is Piet the Dutch cheeseseller still there?

Rocksalt's nice but it's not cosy, is it? It's sort of... cold. And it's in Folkestone I had lunch there quite recently sat next to thon fella, wossisname, Victor Lewis-Smith. White man with dreads, you know.

What are you doing going out on Valentine's Day, anyway? Restaurants will be serving repulsive menus to repulsive mooning idiots. Are you slinging it up some fancy piece who needs entertaining?

The night after Valentine's, obviously. What degree of c*nt do you actually think I am?

[Sir C]

The night after Valentine's, obviously. What degree of c*nt do you actually think I am?

Do I honestly have to answer that?