Had the pleasure of meeting William Baxter and Alastair Storey of contract caterer Baxter Storey yesterday.
They were great company and fellow petrol heads - what is it with contract caterers and motorsport? - so we got on well.
Business can't be all bad as they revealed that while their work cars were Audis they both also have Aston Martins. I could tell they were equally impressed by my 100,000 mile N Reg Punto.
Our dining spot was Scott's in London's Mayfair, part of Richard Caring's empire, which includes the Ivy and Caprice (restaurant not model).
It's had a rumoured £3m to £5m fit out since opening last December and every penny seems to have been well spent as the restaurant was packed out with the great and good of London's monied classes.
Although my meal was great - Lemon Sole as fish of the day - and the bill I suspect even greater, there was one little thing that tickled me, pre-meal.
While waiting for William and Alastair as I was unfashionably early, one of the Scott's team came over to me and offered me a newspaper. How very, wonderfully British.
I suspect however if I'd ask to have my cod wrapped in it to takeaway I might have been pushing my luck.
