When I first saw the two women, I did not once stop to think that their ages were past teenage-hood. They appeared much like such young girls on holiday, a naughty pair of best friends running off together on a little escape away from home and living off their parents’ credit cards, unbeknownst to those hapless mummies and daddies. We have plenty of time people-gazing, Maureen and I, as we are after all past a certain age...