Think of the hooting, man. Do you really want that 24 hours a day?
…well, oi just “…couldn’t swaller fer larfin’¹”, as one character might put it!
¹ aksherly, I think I meant choking, as in
Anyone moved by the heart-to-heart between David and his mummy?
Thought not. Brace yerselves for the proposal, folks, which Jill will turn down, making Leonard feel a right idiot. Which he partly deserves for letting Jill be the last to know. Only partly, because no one deserves the ghastly Brookfield Archers.
My stomach lurched a bit, Janie: does that count?
Yes, same here. The only thing to be thankful for is that it wasn’t David-and-Pip.
Crikey, yes. We got off lightly.
I am hoping she will turn down marriage but say she’d be delighted if he asked her to move in with him.
It will be a vain hope though, I’m afraid.