Rant and Rave, Eiffel tower, bish-bosh, Jack was invigorated.
‘Hi Jack.’
‘Colleen, listen sweet’art I’ve not got my dressing gown, look the other way there’s a luv.’
‘C’mon, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before,’ and she went down the stairs giggling, and he heard Michael asking what was so funny; he liked Colleen. Michael had asked why she didn’t have a nickname, and Jack thought he had better think about that.
‘Dad, why are you standing there with no clothes on?’
‘Shite, son, I stopped to think.’
Jack to his son. ‘I won’t tell Mandy.’ Jack was relieved, and Michael smiled at his dad’s discomfort and wobbly bottom as he disappeared into his bedroom to be confronted with the next problem; no clothes. He resolved to ask Mandy to shop with him. Time she knew my waist size anyway he thoug
