Last night was a goodun, we went out for curry with hubbys pa and partner, and had a great time. Sod the healthy eating for one night! 
I had a yummy chicken and prawn dansak, pilau rice and a naan bread with a glass of wine. It was delicious! Granted, I couldn't clear my plate, got home and felt absolutely stuffed! But, what is one night in my whole life? And after all, I only had ONE glass of wine. Oh. Just remembered I had dessert too. But it was a really delicious mint icecream. It arrived and I wondered where the rest was, the portion was tiny, but it was enough!
As we left the restaurant the same thought crossed my mind as it does every time we leave it. Why do English restaurants not offer the same level of service? The staff are always ridiculously polite and as we left the manager of the shop ran ahead of us, in order to hold the door open and wish us a pleasant evening.
Maybe that's why we keep going back?
Mum's coming for dinner tonight, I invited her as she seems to be a little lost, home alone whilst my sisters away. But, I haven't a clue what I cook, and as usual I want the house to be immaculate. Not happening of course, and my mum doesn't expect the house to be spotless, she knows I'm a slob, but still I've my pride!
Better get ready for work, haven't been the gym as the rain persuaded me to stay in bed, but now the suns shining, looks like its shaping up to be a scorcher!
Have a good day all
