Age my face

Twelve uninterrupted hours sleep last night.
So, so nice.
Out of bed in time to go to T's birthday shindig.
High tea at the Langham.
Such an overrated concept, I have to say.
Some very tasty cakes, but the sandwiches were pretty unappealing.
I'm really not sure why a cucumber sandwich is deemed fancy.
Still, good company and nice to catch up with everyone.
Moved on from there to a bar at Fed Square for the rest of the afternoon until the cold finally got the better of us.
Cab home.
Need to thaw out...