Another weekend over. Friday night saw me driving from Andover, to Crawley, to Ashtead, and then into Croydon for some merriment. I hate driving inside the M25, but that trip, down hitherto unknown roads, inspired me. I drove into Croydon again on Saturday to visit the (now famous) baby A (which sounds far too much like an exhibit in a murder investigation to me!). paj and I also managed to buy lots of spices and other balti-making equipment, and spent Saturday night trashing the kitchen in a quest for chicken pasanda, bombay potatoes, pilau rice and naan bread. Nice.
For the Irish inhabitant of thribble towers, the weekend was rounded off nicely with theIreland - Wales game. Personally, I was happy with this result.
We also managed to squeeze in This Year's Love and The Wicker Man. One great, one not so great.
For the Irish inhabitant of thribble towers, the weekend was rounded off nicely with theIreland - Wales game. Personally, I was happy with this result.
We also managed to squeeze in This Year's Love and The Wicker Man. One great, one not so great.
