It’s the second time I’ve tried going to church and couldn’t get in because it was too full. Jesus must be alive or something.
The obvious alternative was lunch. At the most unlikely of venues, Inn Noodle, in Oxford Street came up trumps with the best char sui fan I’ve had in a long time. The fact that they understood my Cantonese obviously meant they got bonus points.
Mmmmgoi. Momentai. Laaaaa!