Tim's suggestion: "Went out to dinner at the Goring (NOT Göring, but that is so much more funny!), the queen mother's favourite restaurant, and now I'm too drunk to blog."
Well, almost true. Ah, I take it back: it is true. Went for a very swanky dinner in central town. (Yes, there was even a bust of the queen mother in the foyer.) Paid for by an Middle Eastern sheik and a French billionaire (here, think St Tropez again). I am - once again - incredibly stuffed, but had a great evening.
I would do anything at the moment to go to bed, but my parents will be showing up in the next 30 mins, so I should probably stay awake. (Edit: not away!) Loads of touristy stuff (not yet) planned for the weekend...
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