Sean. ‘You set on any names yet?’ ‘For the sheep?’ Sean appeared puzzled as they faced a field full of the woolly things. Alfie glared at Sean. ‘No, you dickhead – the baby,’ he said, turning to zip up his fly after taking a leak. ‘Why would I ask you to name a bleeding sheep?’ He walked towards the car. ‘I thought that’s what we were talking about,’ said Sean, shaking himself before turning and zipping up. ‘I worry for this baby, mate, I really do.’
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