I needn't have worried about coffee with Cilla - we had a wonderful time, and somehow a quick coffee extended to a few hours. And somehow coffee morphed into a sushi dinner. And somehow before we knew it the chat extended into a promise to meet next weekend at Brooklyn Heights to 'check out the view from Brooklyn Bridge'.
It was a lovely, lovely evening.
It was quite late by the time I got home, and the evening had finally started to cool down. So despite the hour I decided to go for my daily jog. Just like I'd wished, my mp3 player took me into the S singers. But instead of Sheryl Crow, there was Sarah Mclaughlin and Simon & Garfunkel. Not easy to jog to. Good lesson to be careful what one wishes for :)
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