Notes from the Weekend

ON SATURDAY we were out celebrating something special and about 10 to 15 minutes into searching for new vinyl at the record shop, I reached into my coat pocket to reply to my sister’s text and realised that my brand new phone wasn’t there. I had left it on an outside table the tapas bar where we’d just had patatas bravas and we were a ways off by now. I found P happily browsing in the electronic section and told him what had happened. His first words were, It’s gone. There is no way it’s still going to be there. We both turned and ran out of the shop at that moment. I was in heels, so P ran ahead. I caught up with him a few minutes later and he told me that yes, yes it was gone. But, I know him very well, so I new that he wasn’t telling the truth, and also, he’s a terrible actor, so he gave up, broke into an enormous smile and handed me my phone. You’re lucky he said. I know. I know. What would you have done if it was gone, he asked. Would you have just wanted to go home? No, I said, I would have wanted to keep our dinner reservations. Dinner was, by the way, great. It was in a very dimly lit place that is an actual pottery studio and coffee shop by day, restaurant and bar by night. Sharing plates were on offer with dishes such as Egyptian sourdough pitas and hummus, latkes and garlic aioli.

This week’s links include the new rules for doing neutrals well in your home and Europe’s most underrated scenic railways; Valentine’s Day gift ideas for the men you love, and much, much more.

xo,

P.S. past weekend links