First of all we made a beeline for Carnaby Street, as Jill had heard of a lovely chocolatier shop in that area that makes exquisite chocolate sculptures. Called Choccywoccydoodah, it was certainly an eye-opener both in terms of sculptures and the prices! Here are just some of the pictures I took on the ground floor level of their shop.
After a wander through the streets of Soho, we ended up on our way to the German market again on the South Bank to have a look at the stalls.
We returned home for a cup of tea and a sit with the dog, before venturing out again in the evening for a meal at my local Mexican restaurant. After our main course of chicken fajita, Jill let slip to one of the waiters that it was my birthday and, before we knew it, a slice of chocolate cake ended up in front of me complete with sizzling sparkler and a tambourine-shaking Mexican waiter (or then again he might have been from Scunthorpe). I told him it was really my 21st birthday and he picked up the table number sign, bearing the number 16 and nodded (I wish !)
Both unofficial and official birthdays were great. Thanks Jill and Kay!