Had dinner and coffee at Terrazza with some friends last night.

Dinner was tasty. As always, I indulged in some concoction of seafood, garlic king prawns, wine and pasta, since I can’t eat it at home. (My husband is allergic to prawns.) There was a yummy chocolate mud birthday cake. To which I ate 2 slices of, and also had to fight to lick the knife. It was all good.

There were lots of perving at waiters, talk about weddings and paint balling, I had the best crusty-poo-on-a-two-year-old’s-butt story, we saw Anthony Callea (not really), and stayed until the staff gave us evil looks.