Blunch 3

Another stunning day, and having despatched my Sasha dolls to various Ebayers (made over £300 on my old dolls, gotta love the internet), cycled back to Unithai on Church Road.  The cafe was very busy again, but a perfect table for two was empty for me.  The table next door were four necklace-wearing white middle aged men, the majority with hippy facial hair and veteran stoner eyes.  I got the impression they were working together, didn't all come from Brighton and were in the music business.  One of them had a copy of this book, Waking the Tiger.  (from one of the reviews on Amazon "...healing fundamentally requires the reintegration, re-owning, of our animal selves. This has profound implications, on many levels,not least that of planetary healing, which affects all of us.") They kept talking about their time in Phuket.  A very "large handed" older Thai (wo)man on one of the other tables glared at them and then left.

I ordered the fish cake and noodle soup that I saw a regular order last time (and, mystifyingly, leave half of).  Yum yum, particularly the dregs which had all sorts of crunchy bits of garlic, peanuts and, I think, the pickle that Japanese colleagues always used to order in Chinese restaurants, I forget the name.  Again, with a pot of jasmine tea at 85p, another £5.75 bill and a very happy customer.