Monday at Toulouse Lautrec

Did a bit of shopping then Nibby arrived, fresh from Fortnum's looking very glamorous indeed. We had a cuppa and made some inroads into an absolutely reeking Camembert, unpasteurised, fresh from France. After a long chat we decided to break the mould of Nibby not going out at night. We set off early to Toulouse Lautrec for their jam session night, where we shared a charcuterie board with about a kilo of pate among other things, etc. It was a great place for drawing and we had a good time scribbling away until midnight, when we staggered home and fell into bed.