“Probably hovering to see if I was to be allowed a drink. “Not a fair contest,” said Rupert. “Someone’s trying to nobble him. Billy found it impossible to wipe the silly grin off his face as he trotted across the collecting ring towards her.
”“Must go to the toilet,” said the footballer. Offer him to me. “So would I,” said Billy, ‘but not chips, just a salad my trousers are getting disgustingly tight-and Mediterranean prawns to start. It’s on the chest of drawers in my bedroom.
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