Eight of us neighbour-colleague-friends went to have dinner together this evening at the Hilton, to make Christmas Eve feel a little bit special.  The company was fine but the venue and menu were merely pleasant and no more than that - and all at a rip off price which severely tarnished the silver and taste buds. 

The day had been a medley of finishing the Christmas decs, cooking for tomorrow, clearing up and taking the kitten, who isn't well, again, back to the vet - none of which had presented photo opportunities  - so as the evening wore on and the beer went down, it seemed my only option was ye old window scene combination of selfie reflection and view of Istanbul as seen from the dining table. And thus it was.