Yesterday, I met up with the girlies for coffee & chats...there are four of us altogether.
G4 wowed us with her adventures over the weekend. Having been dumped by her ex last year, she has discovered the excitement to be had in internet dating & had just returned form a weekend of high living in Amsterdam, where she flew her new mans plane, had posh afternoon tea on his boat and luxuriated in his lavish appartment.

G2's mother has just gone into a nursing home, so she was feeling guilty. We chatted about the woes of old age & the mind deteriorating in the hope of  lessening her guilt, though I'm not sure we were that sucessful.

G3 & her husband are in a legal wrangle with a huge company at the moment (& I mean huge, so I wont say too much). Here we discussed the global power of businesses, but that sometimes, even if you dont get very far Joe Public has to stand up & be counted.

And what of me, well having reached middle age spread, I have developed the ability to wake up weighing more than I did before I went to bed! Naturally the girlies protested that I look as gorgeous as ever. Anyways, as it was a lovely sunny day, I decided to walk to our meet up.
Late last night my face was bright red with wind burn, so I now feel like a barrel with a red head poking out one end & lilly white legs out the other...contain yourself chaps & make a orderly que!!! I think not!