Sticks,
Bless you, lighten up son.
We will be discrete, and if Paul needs space, he can share my king size bed anytime!
No, maybe not, he would never be the same again, and he needs more than invalidity benefit to keep Helen in 'labels' for the next 50 years or so...........
So, fellow conspirators, what time are we meeting and where? I could do it alone I suppose, striding out of Hadley Woods all mysterious, like David 'Kung Fu' Carradine.......
Or like the Lone Ranger, with Feefs as Tonto, and my Mazda as Silver.
'Helen, who was that ma(d)sked woman? I never even asked her name!'
'I know Paul, spooky, wasn't it!'
