dearheart if I arrive stewed tonight .
Oh why not drown my misery in a bookshop. In to Waterstones I galloped, looking for crime fiction.
' The Racket of Noseless Norbert', by Thelief Smith, looked good. A promotional offer meant it'd be mine for 77p, so I hungrily bought it, squeezing it lovingly as I perused other, equally svelte, lush, books. It never ceases to enthral me, a new book to salivate over, and who knows, possibly sit and read if all goes well.
'The Night of the Short Forks' by U R Inamess, tells the long winded, ultimately thrilling, story of three girls on a night out, one of whom discovers a fork with red stuff sprinkled on it.
She thinks it's blood..Alfie said it's beetroot .....