Mrs. Flagg says she won’t be around this afternoon. She’s looking forward to visiting an old gentleman friend of hers who’s a notorious curmudgeon however she finds that if she butters him up properly she can sometimes get him to splash out.
I said it’s about time she had some quality time to herself instead of permanently being at the beck and call of Mr. Biggins.
Mrs. Flagg says the only time she seems to see Mr. Biggins lately is when he’s rushing between his store room and the outside intercom muttering bugger, bugger, damn, damn.
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