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Picachu in Chinatown.

An ex colleague invited myself and some other friends up to Chinatown for lunch. She orders for us in her own native tongue but, as has happened before, she orders far too much food for us because her thinking is ‘don’t worry, you can take it home’. However, after filling ourselves up with dim sum and whole (yes, whole for 3 of us as she doesn’t eat it) duck we couldn’t eat anymore. So didn’t have any ‘main’ dishes. She is incredibly kind and generous but sometimes a little over the top with it too.

Once we had finished she went off to meet her daughters whilst the 3 of us decided to take in some culture and visit the National Portrait Gallery. Then over the road to The Crypt for a drink before heading home. A lovely afternoon was had.