fucking hell, more food blogging, I’m going to be Michael Barrie by the time i’m back in london.
Yesterday morning I was bored, miserable, lonely and bored. I went out for a long edinburgh walk and came back to hotel via a sainsburys meal deal. I opted for a chicken caesar wrap. It was disgusting.
Last night pre-gig, I went for some food. I went to the city cafe and they did a proper chicken caesar salad – I had it, it was wonderful.
It does mean though, that one way or another, all I ate yesterday was chicken caesar, the full gamut of chicken caesar, something I’m still not entirely sure what it is, nor how to spell it (I’ve checked, I’ve been getting it right, but it really doesn’t look right).
this has been a very dull blog.
Last stand gig was lotso fun, then got drunk til very late and this morning went for a pizza hut buffet. This life does beat my old temping life hands down.
I am writing this on a train and am about to watch a film
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