March 27, 2012

I made a friend at work, Foluke, the most hilarious Londoner, and she too me to lunch at the Dollhouse Cafe. She then preceded to explain to me about the Harrow School, a prestigious boarding school for boys near our office, and explain the curious rules regarding their hats and carrying them. It was adorable and I wanted to pinch their little future-world-leader cheeks.

Also, Brits are so polite about the fact that they will run your ass down.

I worked late, so I decided a walk to Harrod's and Lebanese food was in order. Happiness.