…in the way of wailing and gnashing. Perhaps that will carry over into the week.
Meanwhile, canting Kate gave Freddie an earful, did she?
I was thinking how delicious it would be to give her a noseful - either of fist or, should really spiny little radishes happen to hand, of nostril raphanidosis.
If eager drug ingester Nolle had chanced to die not in Ambridge, how long would it have taken her to notice, d’you reckon?