Big Sis was 70 yesterday so we took her out for lunch in London. Not until we had spent an hour in The Scooter Cafe in Lower Marsh, one of my favourite capital watering holes, where we had two coffees and caught up on a lot of family news.

We made lunch last and before you knew it the clock was fast approaching three so we took a cab back to Waterloo and said our goodbyes. We are allowed taxis as we have 185 years between us and get a bit tired in the afternoon - although in my case the sticky toffee banana, chocolate pudding and carrot and orange cheesecake with mango mouse may have had something to do with it.

Love days like this.