Chips mentions the many clubs where he lunches and dines. He never mentions what he eats and seldom mentions what is served at 5 Belgrave Square or Kelvedon.
It’s back. I first went with my sister and brother-in-law for a late supper circa 1980. I last went before Guys and Dolls with an investment banker (retired).
A tin of tuna, a store cupboard staple with a long shelf life, but you may ponder if pods of dolphins have perished in purse seine nets used to catch the ptuna (PGW reference) and you may wonder what sort of tuna it is and from whence it came. Don’t say the sea!
I went to the Royal Thames Yacht Club last week, although I’m only a fair weather, G&T in hand, sailor. Yesterday I had lunch at a golf club, my only qualification being a liking for a round of Crazy Golf after a seafood platter in sea-side France.
On Saturday Robert takes Bertie to Richmond Park; other suburbians in west London go to the supermarket, wash the car or simply have a cup of coffee and read the papers.