Lunch with an old friend

So today I met up with my best friend, Jo.  Not seen her for over a year but it doesn't matter.  We pick up where we left off last time we met up.  She knows everything there is to know about me and perhaps a bit more.  Much gassing and eating was done.  Job was indeed a good 'en.

She's not really into children (understatement), but did proudly show me the range of clothes she'd bought for Twinkle, her chihuahua.  I guess you'd call Twink her 'fur baby'.

Anyway, lunch was lovely and I got back home so see if anyone had missed me.  No one had.  Katherine said I smelled of poo.  There we have it.