Coffee...

I don't normally do much on the weekends, or at least I don't normally do much involving women. Traditionally they are a time of quiet reflection or perhaps a drink or two with the chaps to talk over the ills in the world.

Girls are not to be seen at weekends, for a start it may give them ideas and it cuts into prime cravat shopping time. Those two days are for and rest and possibly sporting activities.

As a shocking change from the normal last weekend I actually met up with a girl (Not Quite An Old Flame), it was for a coffee on a Sunday which isn't as bad I suppose. We met up near one of my usual haunts which appeared to have been taken over by young couples showing off their children.

Her parents were their, and her sister and her boyfriend. It was a quite pleasant way of spending and afternoon on the weekend, although I won't be changing my policy on such things.

The last couple of days have been manic and I am going to be in and out of the office for the rest of the week at various parties, which is a shame as it is our Designers last week.