Day 1.091: Smokin'

Our attention was first drawn to the window by some honking of horns - we then noticed a car stopped with his hazard warning lights flashing (OK - I don't think honking at him is going to help). I then noticed a tiny thread of smoke rising from the bonnet (hood). While we watched the driver inexplicably started the engine - then with smoke like this billowing from the car actually drove off at speed down the street (still, slightly redundantly, flashing his hazard warning).

Thanks to T who said "The blog!" when he realised I was missing a photo opportunity. He was also quite rude about the brevity of yesterday's post, so look - credit, a 'name' check and a few more words today.

This evening we left E5N1 in bed and the girls ready for stories with Johnathon (thank you!) and drove up North to visit friends from church. On the way we stopped to collect take-away curry (Indian take-out). While waiting in the restaurant, I was surprised to see the man in front of me introducing himself to someone sitting at one of the tables. Surprised because they did not seem to have met before, nor was anyone else paying any attention - eventually I realised it was because they were both British. When my turn came to say hello, we discussed the fact that it was probably not random, that the Indian restaurant probably caused a higher-than-normal concentration of Brits. He then said that in his experience, Indian restaurants were high quality here - no wonder though as the bad ones cannot expect the 11.30pm influx of inebriated drinkers that (at least until 24 hour drinking was introduced) were the staple table-filler at curry houses in the UK.