Form a disorderly queue…
And this time she was supporting Josh. Those poor bluddy kids must feel like Pavlov’s dogs sometimes, never sure whether she’s going to give them dinner or an electric shock.
And Josh must have been a saint not to have said, ‘At least I didn’t let the cattle out …’ when Pip was needling him about not getting on with the oyoo change. (I know Josh is not a saint but he’s being surprisingly calm and reasonable compared with David.)
Janie, I think you might be thinking what they want you to think.
I’m sure between us Gus and I could relieve them of the burden of uncertainty.
Come to think of it, given WR’s culinary skills, I’m not sure which would be worse.