Brian had recommended Sambos on the seafront for breakfast when we had asked about traditional american diners. Getting there at 9am we queued for a while before being seated to endless coffee and a basket of muffins. A basket of muffins! They would have been enough to feed us alone, forgetting anything else we might order.
Our day started with a walk around the Marina, for which I repaid Tim with a visit to a vintage shop. To be honest we then spent a few hours in book shops. We had both finished our books (Ben - the book you bought me was hilarious) so we needed to restock.
There was plenty of chat about going for a run but as I sit here now my mind is more interested in dinner..
On Brian's Recommendation (again) we headed to the Hungry Cat for dinner. As ever there was a long wait for dinner so we went across the road to Honey and Milk for the most disgusting cocktail of my lief - Cucumber Martini. Of course, I do not have a discerning palette for such things, beer is definitely my tipple, and so for all I know it may have been a tasty cocktail.
An hour later (it took me that long to finish the martini, whilst Tim worked his way through 3 beers) we headed over for dinner. Our waiter was wonderfully camp and the dinner amazing although slow in coming due to a fire in the kitchen. Our response was of course to drink more and as we left 5 courses later, the draw of a pool hall as we walked down a back street uncharacteristically appealed.
Best of 3 became best of 5, 6 beers, a milky way and a sort of stagger home.
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