After the Commander and the chief had taken their seats, Del Boy opened up. ‘You are probably wondering what the Home Office interest is in being here?’
The Commander nodded. ‘Yes, it has rather surprised us,’ and he looked to the General who was also nodding, Aah-hemming and blustering with a ‘yes what’ and ‘I say, what, what, a rum do’ very much a Colonel Blimp.
‘Rum do?’ Father Mike asked, winding the military stuffed shirt up, as was Mike’s way.
Mandy stopped this before it got out of hand. She had a soft spot for the General after the history Jack and she had established, knowing that the martinet turnip was alright at heart, deep down; very deep down. ‘Mike, enough. Jamie, General, we are here also to talk about the goings on at the Cricket, Golf and Tennis Clubs, the murders yest
