Now, the last thing we need is Mr Samuels flailing around in the all-together with a piss-bag on his leg. But, as design would have it, he found on waking a pair of nice pyjamas – brown with an orange pin-stripe – at the foot of his bed. He donned these with care.
The house he found himself in was well-appointed, as the phrase used to be; rustic, with the odd nod to the arts and crafts of the area in the wooden chairs and various baskets dotted about. A renovation, of course, not the actual hovel to be found in the almost empty villages of the interior. He gained the garden but had to wait for the glare of the sun to subside before he could make out much clearly, and what he did make out primarily was the woman, sitting on a rustic chair beside a rustic table with a blue teapot and two cu
