It was Sheila's birthday yesterday and we went out for some wine and cheese at Zero Degrees in Blackheath. It was a gorgeous night: clear and quite warm, so we had a nice time. Though not romantic (thankfully), it was the perfectly busy crowd for us on a Thursday (service was great, too).
Completely against my better judgment, I asked someone to take our photo. It wasn't that he was Eastern European and barely spoke English that was the issue, it was that he was doing it wrong. Clearly...
Let's just take a picture of the church instead. Argh.
I do take a much better self-portrait, non?
Happy birthday, my friend!
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I was having just a rotten day until I saw Sheila's smiling face in that photo. Wish her my best for her birthday! Love love love
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