From: "the hardparcels" <hardparcel@pmail.com
To: <friendslist>
Sent: January 4th, 2013 10:21 AM
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Hello everyone

Silly old me, I misheard his name. It is Nigel not Dustin.

To be perfectly frank he does have a teensy bit of body odour. They haven’t found him yet, which might be a good thing as once Terry saw the remains of the Renault and the insurance company hung up the phone on him, he made some quite nasty threats. Unfortunately Nigel’s mum had come over again and heard him. So then we had a child protection officer round, which wasn’t good news at all in the light of Terry’s little problem in the ‘90s. And Terry certainly shouldn’t have warned the CPO what he thought of doing. Luckily when the police-car came it was Sergeant Cressida driving and she probably remembered us fondly from Guy Fawkes Night because when she saw who it was, she did a U-turn and drove away. It was such a pity she went over the speed bump so fast and concussed herself but it did take attention off Terry’s difficulty, and the police car looked almost as bad as the Renault.

Happy Twelfth Night!

Angela (Hardparcel)