London Tales 16W

JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ!!!! what the fuck!!!
ok, everybody knows that i'm not the luckiest guy in this world, but now we passed every limits!!!
c'mon, millions of people reached London for the wedding (by the way, thanks Mr and Mrs Middleton for the name Pippa), and thanks god not too many reached the Patisserie Valerie, really less then we expected, BUUUUUUUUUUT, one particular guy went on the wedding day in my work place..a quite old guy, long frizzy grey hair, good humour (from what they said me) and fuckin talented with a guitar in his hands!!!..if i show a picture of a guy that terribly looks like him, can u easily solve out that quiz...who was that guy???

easy ins't it??
c'mon i think that most of the people who usualy read my London tales already got the solution...
yes it's him!!! BRIAN MAY...the guitarist of the Queen...

and for god's sake he went in and out just half an hour before i started my work...so i didn't see him, but they told me that he went in, he made a joke about the manager's waistcoat (it was like the Union Jack), he shook the hand of my collegue who took the order and he was very kind. He ordered a Latte and a plain croissant, cut in the half and fill it with raspberry jam...and he left 2 pounds tip...good guy this rock star!!!
he didn't take a picture because he was afraid that the other customers would have taken a picture as well...so he just thank everybody, he shook hands of all my collegues and went out with his wife and a friend!!!
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!

talking about good news...on the 1st of MAy we did the first BBQ of the season and he was simply great...with ribs, steaks, chicken-pepper-onion skewers, pork-onion skewers, chicken wings, chorizo and bacon...abviously with a lot of beers and an amazing sangria made by Fran...cool!!!

and u? u did a bbq guys? answer me...let's make some comments on this fuckin blog

cheers mates
take care