the three amigos do lunch and a treetop walk

. . . . . . . even the stray dog who had taken so much of a liking to us that he'd ensconced himself under our table had to leave, as I desparately tried to haul the conversation back from the lavatorial depths it had sunk to during lunch. It was quite apalling - I shall mention no names here, as to the chief culprit, but suffice to say, she has quite a penchant for jobbie sookers and all things connected. . . . so be warned . . . . .

;)

it was an absolute hoot and a brilliant day out - one I'll not forget in a very long time!! A has not stopped talking about it either - thank you Flick, for being the perfect companion :))