We soon built up a bit of a thirst and, seeing as it was just after midday, we knew that we could have an alcoholic beverage without contravening our self imposed 12 o'clock rule.
We were treated once again to some lovely London weather so decided to sit outside a Spanish tapas bar..
Naturally beer was of the Spanish variety so my brother Dave and I were on the Estrella. I can only assume that the Brummie accent doesn't translate very well into Spanish as both my sister in law Julie and myself had real difficulty ordering wine, we got there in the end by adopting the standard British approach of speaking loudly and pointing !!
It was a great setting for a Sunday afternoon drink, and displayed all the diverse characteristics of what makes Notting Hill such a great area. We were sat outside with the locals who were reading the paper, eating and generally chilling out. Nearby a couple of winos were knocking back the Frosty Jack cider. The one gentleman was in fine voice as he gave us a rendition of Jesus Love the Little Children, though I must admit it didn't sound like I remembered it from my Sunday School days !!
Further down a Japanese lady began singing operatic numbers wearing a mask. The whole scene was most bizarre but very entertaining, so much so that we stopped for another and got the olives in. Once again it was the sort of place that we could have stayed at all day but the 16.19 back to New St was on our minds so we drank up and said adios.
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