jacket spuds and nasty rose

It's been quite hot and sunny this week, so naturally it clouds over and rains this afternoon - just in time for the work barbie. In the carpark behind the building - class. After chicken burger and a few beers, I leave the ladies huddled around the turning circle and a couple of bottles of nasty rose, in the drizzle, before it all goes very wrong. Looking at Jessica the next day I know I made the right call, especially as ana had done her jacket spud salad special at home. Drunk *and* dinner in the oven, excellent.