Rita, Rache and I caught up over dinner tonight at the Big Easy near Sloane Square. So there we were happily gorging ourselves on the food – Rita and Rache on giant hamburgers and me on lobsters. We could barely talk amongst ourselves despite the fact we were sitting pretty close to each other because the music and the talking at the bar was so loud. This is is something I’m really starting to dislike about some London restaurants.

Anyway, like I said, we were eating away and then someone tapped Rita’s shoulder or something to get her attention and she looks up and its a guy she used to know from Brisbane. He used to be her manager at Coles where she worked for five years. I was astounded to see that it was Gerrod! A friend of my bro’s! Then I noticed my bro was with him too! Entirely unplanned!

So, Rita running into someone from back home whom she hadn’t talked to since leaving Coles here in London was amazing enough. The fact that she knew Gerrod AND that he was a friend of my bro’s was even more amazing! I should have bought a lottery ticket or something tonight!

Instead … we went to a cake place on Regent Street and I had strawberry JELLY cheescake.

Hmmm ….

Very unsual. I would have preferred an actual strawberry top to the cheesecake but at least the biscuit base was pretty nice.