A few strange things had happened tonight...the booking itself had been strange as Amanda had mentioned...how did they know the booking was for five? On arrival there was four of us but the man behind the bar said "booking for five?" And at the end of the night...when we were served our desserts we had all been thinking we could really do with some water but none of us had spoken up...suddenly the staff appeared with a jug of water and four glasses. Were the staff at the Woodman also psychic?...We were strangely impressed. It had been a fantastic evening...despite the absence of Danielle. The restaurant had been superb, the food and service had been far beyond our expectations and everyone seemed so much more happier and relaxed at the end of the night. We left our little card on the table, paid our bill and then ran away giggling. We squealed and laughed as once again the little car twisted and turned like a rollercoaster through the winding country roads...our faces hurt from laughing and I was desperately trying to hold onto a wee as we jumped around in the back seat. Despite us all having different happy places...I think at the end of the night we all shared one happy place in common...The Intellectual Dinner Club.
Catherine x
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