”That’s me. Work to keep sin at bay, feel guilty if you slack, was the Macaulay motto. You couldn’t get a pair of breeches washed these days for revolving nappies. He showed potential, but had blotted his copy book by jumping sloppily at Aachen.
Malise got out his score sheet. The headlines were predictable: “Bottoms Up’ said The Sun, “Cheeky Fen’ said the Mirror. She went downstairs to the loo. The girl, deeply tanned with her streaked blonde hair scraped back into a bun, was wearing huge gold hoop earrings
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