beef cheeks...

It's been an excellently busy week. Carolyn White came to stay with me, and we got up to all sorts of sight seeing activites. Spread over 5 days, we went to see the Tutankhamen Exhibition, caught a big red bus to Oxford St, walked (both our) little legs off to get to the Globe Theatre (which happened to be closed that arvo!), went to the Portrait Gallery, the theatre, did the Chiswick High St, braved the Brick Lane markets and had Carribean for lunch, and went to the V&A Museum (pic of Caro, left). Phew!

But the piece de resistance was on sunday night - we went to Gordon Ramsay's pub in Chiswick, the Devonshire. It was lovely. I was expecting to be sworn at, but thankfully the great man wasn't in. The pub had a menu of traditional British food, so I had the pork sausages and mash, with a side of cauliflower and stilton. Mmm. I did see another curious item on the menu - beef cheeks... I didn't care what end they were from, I wasn't going to eat them!! Mike ordered them and said they were delicious.

Photo to the right is a street near the Devonshire - everything is in blossom.

Weather update : we had 22 on the weekend, I was so excited. Finally the cold seems to be lifting...!