Friends
Me, Sara, Eleanor and Pask Chic Eleanor picked me up around noon No pashmina but she was sporting a very expensive Italian scarf which was looped informally around her neck “ Darling John “ she purred behind her face mask as she stopped “ it’s been too long!” We didn’t kiss as we usually do We met friends Sara and Pask up the Conwy valley and was treated to a real Italian meal with four courses, antipasti ( and a special scotch egg just for me), orecchiette pasta, locally caught muscles in garlic and white wine and meringue with raspberries It was lovely Quite lovely My scotch egg antipasti