Sunday night diversion

Last night my wife got a strong craving for flame‐grilled chicken, so we went out to Nando’s (88 Denmark Hill, SE5 8RX) .

It was prime Sunday night dinner time when we got there (around 8pm) but we could see a few empty tables and there were just four people ahead of us waiting to be seated. And waiting. And waiting. Finally someone paid us some attention and after about 15 minutes (I think) we got a table. The food arrived very quickly and was nicely cooked, and… that’s pretty much all I can say, really, isn’t it? It’s a chain, they’re all the same.

The couple on the table next to us were having a heartfelt conversation about their relationship (I wonder why people always feel the need to go out to do that?); I’m not sure what the man had done (or been accused of), but the only clear thing I really heard from the woman was:
“You thought it would be a turn‐on? Ugh! That’s disgusting!”
I’d love to know what that was all about.

We walked home, and saw that many of Camberwell’s bars and restaurants were busy. The Afro‐Carribean barber shop was full, as usual. There were a group of Christians preaching on the Green; why don’t they go to Kensignton and do that?

Author: Peter

Long-time resident of Camberwell, author of this blog since July 2004.