Ladies wot lunch

Or rather, who don't.

I drove to see an ex colleague of mine today. The plan was to grab a spot of lunch and catch up, and then get my old boss to countersign my driving licence photo. Oh, it was a plan and all thought out.

Except when I arrived, Diana was on her own, Simon having had to go to head office to offer advice on a new parcel of wine. Plan scuppered. Seriously. I ended up jumping on the till to give Diana a hand, we didn't even get to eat the sarnies I'd then popped out for, and we barely caught up on any news, and I didn't get my photo countersigned. Grrrr

I came home and ate my sandwich on the balcony. Not quite the same.