We had a last-minute invitation to dine chezrosamicula last night, with strange_complex and itsjustaname. A delicious chicken, chorizo and pumpkin pie was followed by an exotic Purple Cake with its Secret Ingredient. Conversation, anecdotes and wine flowed freely. The Bakerloo line was not closed. Great Western Trains ran punctually. The sun is shining this morning, albeit a little half-heartedly, though we are really too tired to make use of it anyway.