Well, here's the reprobate, looking for a fat bird and guarding his territory.
Julian and Dorothy will be late, but I have been instructed to prick the wrapper on the jamon and take the sausage out of the fridge. A bit peckish so have devoured the pigs in blankets. 3.30pm and not a single drink taken - time I started - first, methinks, a small snifter of Romy's present of Dos Pasos PX - my Christmas in a glass.
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