First Date

During my lunch hour I decided to try and walk off my hangover and just ended up wondering round Soho for a while. I walked past the bar and 'restaurant' JB tried to take me to on our first date.
I can't remember the exact date but it was towards the end of April in 2003. We drank a lot and did a fair amount of kissing on the couch.


After a few hours of constant drinking we were both quite drunk and hungry so JB suggested this place which is directly opposite the Green Man on Berwick Street



Of course I declined! It was Karma that meant my hand bag got stolen later that night and I was stuck in Central London with no money or keys and had to stay at JB's. I still tell people he arranged to have my handbag stolen so I'd go home with him!

Wow can't believe it's been nearly 4 years! What an amazing time it has been. If someone had told me 3 years ago that I would buy a house with JB I would have laughed a lot. But even after our rocky start I knew he was someone special and someone I had to make sure stayed in my life.
Any hoo 29 days until our holiday!