Everything I said in my 5 February 2015 piece about lunch with Richard Goatley at Harry Morgan – click here – is true…
…except for one thing…
…it didn’t happen on 5 February. It happened on 12 March 2015 instead. Richard had to cancel 5 February at the last minute; so last minute that I didn’t even get around to scribbling out the appointment in my physical diary. We rescheduled for 12 March.
Which explains why I had a partial memory of eating and chatting with Richard outside at Harry’s and then thought, “no, not possible in February”. But it was possible with terrace heaters in March. I also remember Vedad, a friend from Bodyworkswest, discovering me and Richard there on St John’s Wood High Street during that lunch.
My e-mail trail has helped me to establish the above and the arrangements for dinner.
I think I should also report that the e-mail trail provides some evidence that I actually did some work on 5 February and 12 March, I didn’t just have lunch and dinner and stuff. But Ogblog’s not for work stuff, unless it is “work life” stuff.
So, John White e-mailed on the Tuesday to say:
I have booked Medlar on the King’s Road for dinner at 7.00 p.m. on Thursday. I hope you approve. Lets meet up beforehand for an aperitif.
Tremendous choice, well done. Not tried Medlar but am very much looking forward to trying it with you.
Given that we are going the very end of the world for dinner, I suggest a pre-dinner drink at The Henry Root from c18:15:
Here’s a pound.
So that’s what we did.
I like the Henry Root; a good casual place for any time of day. Friendly staff and friendly people in it.
A short wander across Chelsea to Medlar, which I thought was a truly excellent restaurant. Helpful staff, high falutin’-looking clientele, but not to the level where you feel intimidated. I liked it so much that I went again a few weeks later, for lunch with Stephen Barry.
John and I spent quite a lot of the evening talking about my plans to reshape my working life, a change which, I suppose, has played a major part in my development of Ogblog. I’m pretty sure we talked about plenty of John’s stuff and many other things too, but I do especially remember the Henry Root part of the evening being mostly, if not all about me.
I did think about making that line one of the strap lines for this site, btw.
Ogblog: It IS all about me.
Except that I’m not really aiming for such extreme self-centredness – hence my desire to widen the blog out to friends and family; not least encouraging comments.
Anyway, that evening at Medlar with John was all about great food and good conversation. A good one for sure from my point of view. John might remember it differently and in any case might choose to add a comment or two.