Claudia, on the other hand, was all about the cheese and inevitably left with a few purchases that I'm sure she was please not to have to share with her husband. It was great to have her along - I would never have thought to order what appears to be a simple pasty from the Argentinian stall. Indeed, it was a traditional empanada complete with chimichurri sauce for dipping. It was scrumptulescent - and even met her authentic Mexican standards.
I took them for a long walk along southbank, with a nip into the Tate, to work off the nibbles before meeting up with friends for curry on Brick Lane. A splendid day with plenty of time for catching up and a little bit of gossip from the old lab..