I had lunch with the guys from that office. We went to Wagamama's, so it was my third Japanese post-surgery. I've probably chewed more Japanese meals than I have roast dinners. Which is some achievement.
Astonishingly, not everyone in the other office reads this blog! People were aware that I had had my jaw broken, but didn't know why. They were a bit shocked to discover that I wanted the breakages to happen. It's a stark contrast with the guy who also had titanium plates fitted the same day as me, but for an accident.
Today's menu:
Banana for breakfast.
Wagamama Number 22 for lunch.
Chicken sandwich for tea.
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