
January 2025. Leighton Buzzard.

Not perhaps the wisest evening on a day of family tragedy, but we all cope with death differently, I guess.
You can’t end an evening in Buzzard without a Balti, or in this case a Dansak, in Sahil’s back over the bridge.

Tremendous curry and service, even if we were never actually given a menu and just ordered off the Google reviews.

That 660ml bottle of Bangla was a bad idea, but at least it wasn’t followed by a pint of cask in another Buzzard boozer.




Oh no, it had to be Tia Maria and salted caramel cheesecake back in the Spoons.
It worked. I had the first uninterrupted night’s sleeps in months. Before being woken at 8:30 by the Coroner.
“That 660ml bottle of Bangla was a bad idea”.
Not really my favourite beer but I find a couple of pints of Doom Bar nicely accompanies a curry in my nearest pub. I should be on my way there very soon.
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Paul, Mrs E and I discovered that Peroni comes in 620ml bottles at a Balkan/East Mediterranean restaurant in Halifax last night.
No, not my favourite, but still quite good.
The Albanians/Croats/Macedonians/Bosnians (delete as appropriate) at the next table seemed to think so too.
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Sorry to hear of your loss. It sounds as if you’re taking an onwards and upwards approach.
Love etc,
Lorenzo
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Thanks Lorenzo. Mrs RM’s parents also not good so snatching moment of joy when I can.
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That’s a meal to make you forget bad times.
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