Paul "please leave with the minimum of fuss' Chinnery came back to Sydney this week after two weeks tripping around Oz, taking in the rock and the reef and came for dinner last night with Melissa, Larry and Paul D. Jamie Oliver's pea and mint soup and fantastic fish pie made an appearance at the table alongwith Larry's rhubarb and strawberry crumbles. All top winter fare. As ever the night was all about laughing our pants off, with Paul bearing the brunt of a volley of personal questions about his love life and different coloured eyes. Paul and I were such great mates in London and it was brilliant to see him. Unfortunately, as is the way with two children who rise early and with Rob due at work at 7am this morning, it was not a late night and Paul flies back to London today. Seeing him made me incredibly homesick and especially nostalgic for the summer of 1990 when Paul, Oliver and I lived near each other in Notting Hill, with my sister just up the Portobello Road. Happy days.
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