Life for Lola

I've been a bit down in the dumps today. I went to the park and sat on a bench and in the sun at lunchtime to try and cheer myself up. It sort of worked. An old lady passed me on the way to the shops. I sat there long enough to see her return. It's one of those shops that have thin white plastic bags so I could see what she had bought. She had a tabloid newspaper and a bottle of white wine. I can only imagine what kind of afternoon she had in store.