4th February, 2014I was eager to find out if Dwayne knew anything about what his missus was getting up to, so Bob and I left early and went round to Dwayne’s gaff hoping to catch a few words. We arrived at about 10am after getting held up by the school run mums in their SUVs, and then realised we hadn’t had any breakfast yet. So we spent a considerable amount of time at Joe’s Café stuffing our faces with a full English each. It took us a while to get moving after that so that’s why we didn’t arrive till late. We’d also stopped off to get a copy of ‘The Shyton Daily’. There was nothing on the front page about Ronnie and his escapades. We had expected a follow-up story yet there was nothing. The thirty thousand reasons did the trick.
So, we rang Dwayne’s doorbell and Cheryl answered wearing
