Replacing my Broc

With John and Vic visiting their kids in New Zealand until the weekend, Catriona and I have been left to fend for ourselves and so far we've done nothing but work, watch TV and sleep; this was the main reason behind our thinking that we should get out of the apartment this evening. I enjoyed a sunny cycle and made it home in a record time of fifteen minutes (not bad for 5k!), leaving me time to indulge my guilty pleasure of watching The Biggest Loser before my date for the evening arrived home from work in the city.

We left the apartment and took a little stroll along the esplanade to the main street in South Perth, looking out on the city across the river. The sun was just starting to go down and it was, as my Grandma would say, a bleddy 'ansum evening. There are so many nice restaurants in South Perth, but we really fancied Indian, so decided to leave the Thai, Malaysian and Italian for other occasions. With my birthday coming up, I've bookmarked this gorgeous outdoor place called Coco's and hope to invite a few from work, Jess, Sian and of course my hosts; not the big 2-1 I'd be having back in Bath, but it'll be nice to do something.

The restaurant was very little and garishly decorated, but it got very busy soon after we sat down and the food was gorgeous! I had lamb Rogan Josh, Catriona had a Malaysian fish curry and we shared Keema Naan and poppadoms. While our mouths weren't full of food, we chatted about our respective homes and families, as well as what I plan on doing with my future (no bloody idea...). She's had such an awesome life; I'm so jealous of all the exotic places she's lived! With full tummies, we headed home with hopes of a cup of tea and a Joe Strummer documentary scheduled we'd seen advertised. Doing you proud and broadening my punk rock knowledge Dad! I've got a doggy bag of leftover curry for lunch tomorrow and we've got the planning of a Melbourne Cup staff party to plan. Living the dream.

I'm kidding by the way; Chlo, you have definitely not been replaced as my 24-hours a day companion and never will be. I only thought this an appropriate title for the post because I instantly recognised the expression on the waitress' face as we sat down: it screamed "are they girlfriend and girlfriend or just two sad saps without boyfriends to go out with?" For anyone who doesn't know, this is a look we are frequently met with on our "spinsters" excursions and I struggled to stifle my giggles at the memory, but thought it better not to elaborate about its roots to Catriona.