Roka

Yesterday Garry and I caught up for lunch with friends we hadn't seen for some time. We met at Roka on Charlotte Street. I've walked past this contemporary Japanese restaurant before and always thought it looked fun. We weren't disappointed. The food was delicious and the service, attentive.

Chris, Martin and Jonny were in fine form, making for a leisurely lunch filled with laughter. Afterwards we moved on Swiss Cottage, stopping first to grab a selection of gourmet cheeses from a small shop near Seven Dials. The afternoon continued into the evening as wine and cheese progressively disappeared.

We woke this morning to the sound of heavy rain. It seemed appropriate given the disorderly state of the kitchen and dining room. Annoyingly, a new leak has appeared in the second bedroom. What had been a simple damp patch has become a slow dripping leak. It seems our aging house is struggling to cope with London's inclement weather.