Aujourd’hui, nous avons eu une réunion à la Maison Assouline …
We’ve been here quite a few times with Mummy for a coffee, glass of wine or some luncheon. 
But today we knew we had to behave and sat quietly while the humans spoke.
I’ve met Prosper before but not Martine. So today, Mummy introduced George and I to Martine.
And we also introduced George to Prosper. Well, sort of.
May’s comment: Along Piccadilly in a beautifully restored 1922 building by Sir Edward Lutyens is Maison Assouline – an oasis in the heart of busy Piccadilly.
You walk into a lofty ceilinged, wood-panelled room and you see the Mondrian wall of books. It is a room full of curiosities. There are tables and chairs scattered for a small cafe where you can enjoy a drink, lunch or light dinner. 
The Assoulines have been friends since we worked on a project together in New York though our friendship began in a hilarious and ridiculous way – that it pained us to talk about and yet laugh at its incredulity. Sometimes strange things bring people together. This time it wasn’t because of the dogs, or is it?
Posant pour la photo avec Prosper et Martine
Maison Assouline is at 196a Piccadilly, London W1J 9EY
