Another lunch

I met up for lunch with my pal Veronica on Monday; much to Albert’s disgust, he cannot understand why I need to go out at all.

 

We were joined for lunch by many others – I wonder if it is because we are popular ………

 

Back home and Albert has a bad knee, I gave him a painkiller and set off for the allotment with Elvis; Albert is invited to join us but declined.