This afternoon, on the way to the airport, Ann showed me a “proper” mall.

I can see how a day could be whiled away. It wasn’t as big or grand as the Trafford Centre but then, what is? We had lunch in a Chinese restaurant where there were no Chinese people. There may have been some slaving away in the kitchen but front of house, all non-Chinese. Very odd in my world.

We had lettuce wraps, which I haven’t had since the first Chinese meal I had as a child. The recipe is available online. I may have to make that soon.

OM NOM. I now feel very garlicky, which is unfortunate for the person sitting next to me on the plane. Maybe some toblerone will take the edge off…