It's the life of Reilly, but we're not stuck on it at that … If I stay her doing this sort of work for another week I won't be fit to work all summer, for I'm getting lazier every day

When I got home I called in the bwthyn where our welter-weight, Wil Shon Morgan, lived.

I was trying to shave with a bluntish razor-blade while the water ran into the bath.

The deliberate red herring threw me at first.