We'd scarcely gone a mile on the number 140 bus this bright and sunny morning when my attention was suddenly diverted from reading...
Isabelle, who was already out of her seat, announced an immediate need "to eat", due to Hypoglycemia or some such affliction. Luckily we had just that minute passed a Vietnamese restaurant at the last bus stop just a short walk away.
"I simply cannot eat sugar in the mornings" she hypothesised,
"You mean that sherbet you had for breakfast"? I asked as we were guided directly to an empty table.
"I really don't think I'm exercising enough" she mused whilst making short work of the "Plat du Jour".
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