I listed for Catriona the reasons why I did not want to go out to dinner that evening at the posh new restaurant in the village.
The Hammers were on telly that evening and we had a fire lit. Plus, I was only just back from the hospital at Marseille where another half pint of turps was tipped into the tube in my neck, which would easily do for my supper.
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