English’s again

Not only is English’s my restaurant of choice but those I invite there inevitably wish to return.

An old uni friend and his son – my Godson – were my visitors to it yesterday.

My friend sensibly followed the rules and we ate outside on the terrace on a table they had prepared under a large parasol with accompanying burner.

The rains did come but we were ready for them.

The food was delicious especially a fresh sea bass I ordered.

Conversation was lively and informed.

I advanced a theory that there were three life-changing events in our lifetime: the Internet, the collapse of the Soviet Bloc and COVID, not one of which had been predicted.

My friend added Mrs Thatcher.

I recall a conversation with my father who in his active lifetime – basically the first 77 years of the last century – had cited television.

Recalling old times were not dull to my godson who has a lively mind and I said to him in his lifetime he will be asked what was it like to live through lockdowns and the suspension of pleasures and rights we took for granted.

When I returned to my cosy residence – one of the benefits of my new city is that few places are more than a 15 minute taxi ride away – I thought that the advice of my p/a Polly was spot on.

We are probably heading for national Tier 4 so get to a restaurant particularly one you enjoy whilst you can.