Falsely accused

In the after church tea/coffee session today I was accused of "cuddling up to Joe."

My first reaction was, "Who's Joe?"

Then I denied it vehemently. Not only was I not cuddling I was actually sitting on the opposite edge of my seat to get as much space as I could as he was spreading a bit. 

I'm surprised the man who accused me was able to identify me as the culprit. He keeps welcoming me to church and asking if it's my first time. When I said this to him he said, "You must have looked different last time."

At least I know Joe's name now. I'm still learning names, and I'm at the stage where several people look alike and I get them confused.

I'd started driving out of the car park when I noticed a cool black fungus and had to stop the car to take a photo.

Possibly a Blackening Waxcap? Either that or a previously undiscovered species that will be named after me so I live on in perpetuity, forever associated with a little black thing.

P.S. I should add that Joe is 84 years old.