Life at № 42 by E.M. Coutinho
I hope everyone had a wonderful time last night. It probably helps if you weren’t at the Address Hotel in Dubai.
The party we went to was delightful. Incredibly relaxed. Everyone was kind, open and friendly. The food was very good, a classic French holiday menu: foie-gras, oysters & blanquette of veal. Unfortunately that’s Mike’s nightmare dinner. He eats none of those things.
We were sat next to a charming Australian couple from Melbourne (which I hope we meet again.) Thank goodness they were there because we got to have an English speaking corner- plus they took food that Mike enjoys. We took Indian lamb koftas which were more popular at our side of the table than the French speaking side.
The one little hiccup was on my way out… There were no lights. Mike has a little torch on his keychain- but he didn’t wait for me which meant I fell into a ditch. Not ideal when one is wearing a white shirt. I considered being furious at him, but then decided against it and just laughed it off. Outdoor lighting is important, people. Even if it’s just those solar things- they’re enough to mark a walkway.
This evening we’re invited to dinner by our elderly neighbour who lives on her own. We’d forgotten to buy something to take her so we went out today trying to find an open shop. Fortunately the Carrefour mini-market in the centre of town was open and they had a decent Rothschild champagne.
Now we’re going to watch Le château de ma mère which is one of my favourite films and perfect for a lazy day by the fire. Happy new year!