All in a days work

Sun is shining, the weather is sweet, yeah
Make you wanna move your dancing feet now
To the rescue, here I am
Want you to know, y'all, can you understand?

Saturday morning/afternoon/breakfast/lunch started as usual in the Camden Kitchen. Everyone's got one. The place you hang out on a morning after a night out/afternoon shopping/morning working. The place thats got 'The Best' Chips/Nasi Lemak/Prata/Breakfast. The place where you know the usual weekend staff and are either slowly working your way through the menu or have decided that your Chips/Nasi Lemak/Breakfast is the best thing on the menu and don't bother with anything else.

So yes, Camden Kitchen. Sha joined us today which was really nice as its always nice to bring friends to your Saturday Breakfast place. I don't really understand exactly why that is, but it is. Perhaps its the one indulgence you allow yourself a week and that you get to share it with someone else.

Spent the rest of the afternoon walking around the market dipping into the occasional shop resisting the urge to splurge, chatting about boys.. regular girly stuff - another rare thing for me as Neil Spiller would put it: in the 'sloth like profession of architecture' my usual companions are of the male type.

Like this one:



Box says: Masked Marauder just add water

I don't think he appreciated my joking about the plaster of paris being the latest thing in for facials as he couldn't laugh/smile/blink/sneeze as I applied the plaster.

So to wrap up the day - had lunch, hung out with sha, made a mask. Okay, that'll do just right. I'm off to bed. xxw