Garbo’s: What a Blast!
remember that Thursday evening well in 1991. If I recall correctly, it was a rather mild evening. I remember it for a number of reasons. Apart from what happened later on that night, it was the first time that my recent ex and I were meeting for dinner after our breakup. I hadn’t taken the break up well and harboured much resentment towards Neil as he had met somebody else and had broken up with me after almost five years. It was my/our first long term relationship, and with the vagaries of youth, I had assumed it would last forever.
