Sitting in YO1

I went for lunch at YO1 on Tuesday (steak and chips, not too bad but not the cheapest in town). Since we were sat by the window I was able to look out at passing cars. This possibly wasn't conducive to conversation. I didn't really expect to see anything but it didn't hurt to look anyway. At 1245 I saw a 131 taxi. This was a great moment in my life.

There were too many mushrooms on my plate for my liking though. And that's not an analogy, euphamism or metaphor. There were simply too many real actual mushrooms. I don't like mushrooms much.