“No!” I say, scrunching my face up in disbelief. “I mean...we used to take baths together!” He grins wickedly. “In a washbasin!” I splutter, making it worse. “Lucky for him,” he says, raising his eyebrows in delight. “No, no...it’s not at all what you’re thinking.” “I’m thinking that I’m becoming more envious of Gareth Keeler by the minute.”
