The point is not that I lay in the aftermath of a migraine or that little pieces of my heart had been whisked away in an Addison Lee taxi a little after 2:30 am (more on that later)… The point isn’t that Drew sweetly whispered something about breakfast in my ear and walked me gently to a table at Carluccio’s after I had sufficiently slept the morning away. The point is that we wandered by a new shop on our way home.
This is one of those things that make you go, “hmmm…”.
This is also one of those things that makes you notice a shop on a quiet little street, be it Sunday morning or no.
Drew is making an appointment. Oh yeah, and there may be a free frosty beverage involved…
One response to “Lift Your Razor High, Sweeney”
Just don’t eat the meat pie at the shop below!
Thank you for opening your home and hearts to our lovely little intrepid travelers. 🙂