On Tuesday evening I dragged my poor husband along to a death cafe – I can hear your reaction from here. Death cafes are part of a world wide movement to try and get people to be more comfortable talking about this taboo topic – that said the majority of the people there were pro euthanasia and wanted to debate that. Can I just clarify that I’m not pro, and felt a little bit ganged up on. Poor Ken, the things I get him into.
Afterwards we found a lovely little fish restaurant just off Portabello Road and had a fabulous meal with our own more philosophical discussion about the future.
For our starter we shared a plate of raw fish including swordfish and tuna – see picture below. It was surprisingly lovely. For mains Ken had salmon and I had octopus tagliatelli (not sure if I spelt that correctly).
The restaurant was quite funky with retro furniture – they even had an old record player that was in use.
The picture below was taken in the bathroom – Ken’s idea! So nice to have a bathroom with a bit of character. I always tease my beloved that he should write a tourist guide to the best bathrooms as he’s a bit of a fusspot.
When we got back to Ladbroke Grove station I took this picture of the wall under the railway bridge – beautiful ceramics.
So that was our unique night out – you never know what we’re going to get up to next.
That’s it for now – be good, enjoy life, and look after each other.
Pamela and Ken