An hangovered weekend
(clockwise:) Chinese Haute Cuisine; a cowardly "Victorino" at Las Ventas; a Neapolitan device to accede to a dinner-party; a long queue to the loo in a fancy-dress rave.
Apologies in advance to the Honourable Reader if this blogger of yours will not find the stamina to report on the events of this last weekend. I'm drinking plenty of iced water though. Maybe tomorrow.