On the train from London, returning to Portsmouth and shortly after Mandy had taken Jack for a wee.
On the train from London, returning to Portsmouth and shortly after Mandy had taken Jack for a wee."D"you know where my cricket bat is?"
Mandy looked at her daft as a brush husband, still dressed in his pink ballet tutu and sparkly silver tights, following his performance of the Rite of Spring in Trafalgar Square with Sister Winifrede. He had insisted he remain in his tutu. She initially thought it was because on the crowded concourse of Waterloo Station in London, people would steer clear of a loony, but still he bumped into them. He said he was distracted, thinking, which was why he was bumping into people, but she thought he was either winking with his good eye, or that eye, the only on
