I am the walrus

Unflattering picture of me. My fleshy neck has got bunched up, my face is round and my hairline is hidden so that I resemble Odobenus rosmarus, minus the tusks. My sister by contrast looks rather wonderful even though she is nine years my senior.

We went for lunch, not having seen each other in an absolute age. So good to catch up. Won’t even begin to try and do the conversation justice, the time just flew by. 

She got a parking ticket despite displaying her blue badge (her mobility is limited) and I had a two hour journey home thanks to an accident closing the M25 at Reigate. I think Google maps took me down every leafy lane and through every traffic jam in Surrey in the pouring rain by way of a route. These minor irritations do not detract from the fact that it was a lovely meet up and I hope to do it again soon.