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pleased .'Is it a man? Sounds effeminate if he is', she said, her tone making it quite clear that the only playing sanctioned, was to be with her and only her. 'So, Mr Revolting, I'll be round at your gaff by 7pm tomorrow..do put on the kettle and prepare hot, sweet, densely strong, black tea for me', intoned Bobert , clearly thinking he knew more about me than was actually the case.

'Now listen',said Pythagoras,  angry tears...

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appearing in her stockings as she raked them with her long nail extensions (Pythagoras was NOT happy), 'if you think you can go gallivanting off with a little floozy named Bobbette while I bend over backwards with my nose to the grindstone,  you've got ...

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another think coming. We are going to finish this investigation if it kills you (cos it ain't going to kill me)." she spat.

 

I wasn't expecting that! "What now ......?" I thought, "Think quickly Johnny boy" I further thought. Just then ..............

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God damn it all, my phone chimed again. Trying to ignore it, I began nonchalantly whistling , 'Hitler, has only got one ball, Himmler, had something similar', but, alas, despite my sterling efforts, Pythagoras was, as usual, on the ball..not Himmler's, nor Hitler's, but mine..metaphorically squeezing it tight...'@nswer the phone', she screeched,  🏃‍♀️ running towards me. My screen showed ,'she who must be obeyed..'Clothilde, my wife. 

'Hello...?

 

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Clotilde? ...' in much the same as Capt Mainwaring answered the phone to his wife Elizabeth. Capt Mainwaring and I have much in common when it comes to the trouble and strife. I also felt a strong affinity to Rumpole in his dealings with Mrs Hilda Rumpole. Both ladies were able to strike fear and the giving way of knees in the most stalwart of fellows.

'Is that you ...dear?' I quavered. Her answer and the volume left me in no doubt. 

'JOHN!!' she bellowed, ...

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It's me, Clothilde. The bloody council tax bill is unpaid,  and I am looking not only squarely towards you, but also at being evicted in about two years time, due to your bungled frivolity.'

'But dear Danish gold star of mine', said I, attempting to assuage the pain, '@s said before, my business trip has taken longer than expected,  not least due to the fact of me finding your shopping trips have cost me all bar my remaining  7 quid 14....you have my card..' Pythagoras......

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grabbed the phone and hung up. "You're MARRIED?" she screamed, looking murderous. Just then ...............

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my phone rang again.

'Hello..?..' I asked, as Bobert Gallstone said, 'there's another book coming out about espionage in the factories..apparently someone at Millie's millinery is....

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mentioned in an incriminatory fashion.'

'WHO??' I shouted, highly excited by this possible lead. But the phone crackled and buzzed and then ... disconnected. I looked at it in disgust. I would have chucked it on the floor and jumped on it, but with only 7 quid 14 left, I decided it'd keep. 

'I've got to go back to Bobert's!' I cried as I rushed out the door. Pythagoras's screams of rage followed me, it had been a trying day for her. 'You three timing son of a ...

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you know what!" and she grabbed me by the proverbials and sqeezed hard. As my eyes began to water and I truly thought that the pain alone was going to kill me, something vital occurred to me and I managed to ...................

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tell her,' just think of the financial rewards of being with me', then when she let go, I hobbled away so swiftly....

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my nose began to bleed. "Oh great!" I thought "DNA all over the place, someone will now be able to prove that I'm the father!" Pythagoras, meanwhile ......................... 

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doggedly and determinedly steadfast to the very last,  wouldn't allow me to follow Charlene anywhere without her. So off we went, down a dismal corridor with portaloo bogs, one for men, one for women.

'Go in there', I said, '@nd let me know if Madame Biscuit is present '

But

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Pythagoras had other ideas and the next thing I knew my poor squashed bits were pressed into service and I had to perform to her satisfaction. Fortunately, she was satisfied because I was very circumspect about having good results and I felt only pain. As Pythagoras basked in the glow I seized my chance and made off in the direction of Charlene/Tatty Doughnut quick-smart. Just as I thought that things were going my way ………

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I heard the dulcet tones of a familiar......

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I knew it wasn't mine.

Looking about for the culprit, a bloke waved at me and said 'who smelt it dealt it..'

Affronted by the effrontery, ....

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I used my multiple skills in hand to hand and foot to foot combat to teach him a lesson. Unfortunately...

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he slipped away, and I was left alone, phone vibrating in my hand, suddenly realising I have an angry 'mistress', a livid wife, a Madame Biscuit, and, as if it's not enough, Millie waiting on progress.

I had signed a contract.

As I sat with Millie, her office full of candles 🕯 and candle stubs due to the power cuts, and her unwillingness to pay for electricity,  I  squinted at the small print. After I signed, Millie passed me a magnifying glass.....

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which I threatened to clock her with. "Pi$$ off Millie, I'm not in the mood" I spat throwing said magnifying glass onto the floor "WHAAAAT!" I roared into my still vibrating phone "and you can pi$$ off 'n all!" I spat, hanging up. Meanwhile, Pythagorus had caught up with me and ...............

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wee off didn't sound right

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was just saying how she required a fresh cup of sweet, scalding tea....

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the local branch of the Philatelic Trust, a charitable organisation whose main .....

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concern was the support of fallen pole dancers . This had absolutely nothing to do with the case or the demanding and exasperating people in my life but helped get my mind off my problems. I got lost in the world of Penny Blacks and Inverted Jennys and very soon ...

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fell asleep,  where, to my great surprise, I entered a new reality.

'Good evening', said the concierge, as I booked into the Hilton at London .

'Good evening..can you assist with the luggage, as well as an order of hot sweet tea with soya milk..room 456, pronto', I decreed, trying....

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to sound suave, urbane and rich.

'That will be the 13th floor. What name is it, sir?'

I thought quickly, if this was my virtual reality, I called the shots. 

'I am Johnny Bravo, the one man army!' I replied and followed up with a few karate chops and a Ka-chow!

The concierge didn't seem at all impressed but nevertheless handed me a key. I went up the lift and walked into my room. It was ...

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pitch black and eerily silent. I flicked the light switch. Nothing. I went back down in the lift and just then ………..