So we’re out shopping before the hols. We decide to get lunch in the city centre. Turns out the place we picked is rather expensive.
Regardless after a cheese and tomato toasted sandwitch I’m still rather hungry so I get a delicious slice of coffee and walnut cake. Just as I’m savouring this, some old woman on the other table doubles up and is sick.
Not her fault but the looks of our faces in the dining areas said it all. I couldn’t finish the cake. Honest.