Gravy mistake at pal Janet’s

My friend Janet invited me for a Sunday roast and she made gravy just like my mum’s.

I wanted to ask if I could drink it from the gravy boat but knew I had to be polite. So I used a pudding spoon – and within minutes the boat was empty.

Afterwards we sat in Janet’s sunny garden going through old photographs of our time at grammar school. Can anything be more of a mood lifter? We dug out old class photos and challenged each other to name them all.

And in our heads we were those young girls again.

Just as I was thinking how lucky I am to have Janet as such a great long-time friend, she said: “You know I wanted some of the leftover gravy too.”