The chat included: the trauma of our children having teenage boyfriends/girlfriends ( that's how old we are), opening your mouth and putting your foot in it ( I was relieved by the amount of incidents related) and bad days.
There are not many bad days that can't be rescued by a run. Especially on such a beautiful night.
It's a couple of years since we've taken a selfie. Jo was muttering something about mothers who leave their children and go gadding around taking selfies in the sunset.