Also on Thursday before the opera.

We decided to eat al fresco in our favourite restaurant (it has a nice glass terrace). Since it’s still a bit chilly, the radiators are cleverly disguised in beautiful foliage, a centrepiece of the terrace, and in the lights above. And then the dialogue below happened:

Me: “Could you bring us a blankie, please?”

A lovely young waitress (somewhat perplexed): “The what a blanket, you mean?”

Me (absolutely mortified): “Yes, please!”

…The very idea that not everything in the outer world is one big cat community, struck hard.