It's 2:30 pm. I've been at work since 8:30 am so that's quite a few hours to have been walking round with dog food gravy on my shirt and not have anyone tell me!!

Just caught sight of it in mirror there - when I opened the tin this morning some of the gravy spurted out at me but I thought it had all landed on my arm which I cleaned off. I didn't even think any of it was on my shirt! Gah!

It's dried in now, but it's in... shall we say... not the best place for an admittedly busty female? gah!