A Close Shave

Noi came close to pranging the car this afternoon whilst out with Fifi and Fafa. She phoned me around two o'clock, obviously still a bit shaken, to describe how the car in front of her had suddenly stopped for no obvious reason and she'd narrowly avoided going into its back end - and then having the car behind her do the same to our car. Fortunately she and the driver behind were alert and maintaining sensible distances so all was well when it very easily might not have been.

In a way this made our little dinner at Adam Road with the girls all the sweeter, as we reminisced about fine times in Paris and London and Manchester. The girls, of course, have forgotten most of what went on but I suspect that Noi, like myself, remembers almost everything.