|XYZ and me in the Troubadour, a nice bar / restaurant.|
After lunch, we went to a theatre. It was about a racist white family with a daughter who likes a black guy. It was funny but the ending was a little confusing. Nevertheless, I enjoyed most of the play. I was very impressed with the father: a big fat guy although his wife was also very good. Also the black guy was not bad although I am not sure whether this is because he had a nice bum and front (especially in his police uniform).
Finally, as tradition demands it, we went to Ciao, an ice cream place near Leicester Square. In the tube on our way to Ciao we realised we knew each other already nine years and that she left London about seven years ago for her trip around the world. Upon her return to the UK and while I was still living in London, we met a few times whenever we could. We both ate our ice cream (I asked for the walnut ice cream). In the meanwhile, XYZ gave some suggestions regarding teaching such as using some competition in the class to stimulate the children (and win a small price) and games to let them learn how to use science.
|Mine (foreground) and XYZ's ice cream)|