Toast Of The Town
by“Here you go,” I said to Tracey, handing her a cup of tea. I don’t expect a ticker tape parade when I spring a nice cuppa on my wife, but nor do I expect to be frowned at. It seems I’m in trouble. Again.
“Here you go,” I said to Tracey, handing her a cup of tea. I don’t expect a ticker tape parade when I spring a nice cuppa on my wife, but nor do I expect to be frowned at. It seems I’m in trouble. Again.