Today we went on an impromptu trip to Ealing Broadway, where Tom’s Dad was born. But, not before picking up some delicious macaroons from Laduree. The licorice and pistachio ones are sooooooo good.
The tube driver let me stand in his booth while going through a tunnel, it was a bit creepy and dark up front, but kind of cosy too.
We went for a drink in a pub that had a wall covered in records, which reminded me of Tom’s old bedroom (though that was covered in floppy disks) and Avalancherecord store in Edinburgh.
Tags: ealing, food & drink, tom, tube
