Another highly paid com- mission.. hep hem.. basically "let me work in your garage for nuffink and keep the painting".
Dad was out o'the door at 8:30 am with me shouting after him from the shower "I'll catch you up". I thought I heard the sound of Muttley "(ratten ratten ratten) Black Magic Chocolates (ratten ratten) Soccatash Catch You up"... but I was in bleary pre-java daze and I might be wrong.
Arrived at nine to find Mother cheerfully smiling from her bed and looking very elegant with hair all coiffed and looking happy. Father had remembered the Black Magic so he was in the good books and the talk was of coming home at the weekend.
We'll see what Mr Makunde the surgeon says about that!
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