Ladies who lunch - 2

By some feat of diary (mis-)management, I found myself lunching two days in a row.

Ms J and I were colleagues until 3 years ago, when we both escaped. Over the years we had taken a glass of pink champagne (in joke) at Harvey Nichols from time to time. Our latest meeting was well overdue, so large glass and portion of chips and aoili were needed to fortify us as we went through everything from expensive coats to what RGB channels can possibly be.