We went to the Lucia concert in St Pauls on Friday. Unfortunately you weren’t allowed to take any pictures but it was breathtakingly beautiful. I cried.
After dinner we went to a japanese restaurant in Soho with foot kneeded noodles (like thats a good thing). Very authentic.
Elin desperately wanted to melt in and took her shoes off. The horror!
Elin and me had cold (!) udon noodles which were delicious and oliver had fish liver soup which slightly less so. Reminded me of childhood morning drinking tran. Not a good memory.
Pretty blond Elin next to oliver’s Emil hat. Very non japanese.