Iola's Idiocy

Today I have a fine salad when I went out for lunch with friends. I'd squeezed the gym in first so thankfully I didn't think twice about the whole "dressing" issue - those lovely comments in the weekly booklet periodically about how dressing are the pointy bit of dining out... Anyhow the best thing is that it's a few hours later i'm ready for my tea now and I don't feel all lead in my stomach from pub chips. Also a bus strike means that I have a valid excuse to drive tonight (because the idea of beer or wine still turns my soul to ice after thursday) so I envisage a joyful evening ahead, different people so I'd rather not explain why I'm chosing not to drink....

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