‘Well, for a start, spicy lamb casserole followed by treacle tart and custard, hot showers, warm beds, more beer than you can handle, and probably a bottle of something potent. But of course, if you’re not interested then I’ll just release you back into the wild, shall I?’ Typically from Markham, ‘So, no women then?’ ‘Tim,’ I said. ‘Open the door and throw him out, will you?’
