Body language

Back in my favourite wine bar drinking my favourite wine and people watching. Finished work at a reasonable time and TSM and I had a beer / cocktail before getting the train home. We were only going to have one and even got as far as asking for the bill but the wine was so good that I grabbed the waiter and said "change of plan".

"Same again?" he asked, with that sixth sense that waiters have when they see a punter with no self control in front of them.

TSM got a bit tipsy and went and got her nose pierced. Big challenge to me to follow through on my threat to get a tattoo when in Canada, where I fly tomorrow.

There was a couple in the corner who were either good friends or building up to something more. Interesting to watch.

We bought a Thai takeaway and The Dizzle picked us up and bought us home. We sat eating in the garden on what was quite a warm early summer’s evening, eating and drinking and listening to Avicci.

We went to vote and I had a beer with the delightful Top Gun afterwards. Made a half hearted stab at packing when I got back.

Tomorrow: Toronto.