29 April 2011
Ruth invited me out for birthday drinks. Well, me and Section D. She was wearing a fitted black dress, rather shorter than her usual flowing skirts, and she had her hair up, and a touch of make up. Beth's been 'sorting her out', she said. She looked so beautiful. Yet all I could say when she greeted me was 'I hope you've got the drinks in.' No wonder she spent much of the evening sitting just that bit too close to Dimitri.
I sneaked out before last orders, leaving her present on the table. I doubt if I was missed.