I've just got back from what seems like my 100th farewell dinner - partly because my friendship groups are quite fragmented, and partly because I'm rubbish at doing goodbyes so keep on coming back for more.
Tonight we paid a visit to our favourite little Clapham curry house, Indian Flavours. It's been a while since we sampled the Wrath of Khan but as usual it didn't disappoint. Two hours later, my insides still feel like they're playing house to simmering embers, slowly corroding their way through my mucous lining.

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