Had a booking at The Ballroom in the City today. When we got there the place was closed and there was a legal notice on the door saying that they owed £48,000.
Given that it was one o'clock we were rather concerned about finding an alternative but we whizzed across to the Tapas Bar and the gorgeous manageress (looking very fine today in tight white trousers and very low cut top) managed to get us a table by the window, having turned away the two groups in front of us. All that patronage pays off at a crucial point. Had some very nice Galician white, Albarino, which has put us in a suitably relaxed mood for dinner with Agent DVD ce soir.