Such a disappointment

Philippa took me out for a meal last night.  She came in to find me sniffly and moany and said “What you need, my boy, is a damn good curry.”
So we went to a nice-looking pub near the river and I ordered a nice-sounding chef’s curry special.
You know those places where what is advertised isn’t quite what’s delivered?
The waitress brought me a plate full of curry sauce with one piece of chicken, almost as if it was added as an after-thought.
It looked like a bowl of soup with a crouton in.
We didn’t stay for dessert.

Today I still feel full of cold, and I also have a stomach ache. Still - it was a nice gesture, so thanks sweetheart..

RC 19-9-12