Oops !

Last weekend, Moonface, a group of mates & I were strolling home after closing time when I recognised an old girl friend outside the Kellaway Arms, embracing a man who was most definitely not the man she lived with.

"Hello F, " I said, "How are you doing?" .
"What do you mean, What am I doing ?"
"I said, HOW are you doing? !"
"Oh. I'm OK. Fine."
"Bye, see you soon."

A hundred yards on, we collapsed in fits of giggles.
F looked so guilty, so like a child caught misbehaving. Oh, these immoral fifty year olds!


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