BBQ In Broccoli

Today was really hot and Jack Waddington had invited us to a BBQ at his house down in Brockley, which we all pronounced Broccoli. Tom and I started off with iced cocoa cappucinos in West Hampstead.

We met Louise on the train and headed down to deepest darkest South London.

On the way back to town we changed train at Canada Water where Tom found the replacement of his Northbound / Soutbound sign.

We were hungry when we got back in to town, so Louise took us for Korean food.

We had kimcho, which is spicy cabbage, barley water and bibimbap which comes sizzling it a bowl which has been on fire. It kept sizzling throughout the meal, so we had to be careful not to touch the bowl with our hands.

Louise wrote my name in Korean on my napkin. It looks like a sad face.