Peter was in awe when Carl's father asked him if he'd like a tour of the baguette refinery.
"Call me Barry", followed by a wink.
Peter's insides fluttered like a herd of stampeding butterflies.
He almost dropped his lunch.
It wouldn't have mattered anyway as Barry would have furnished him with a fresh and warm replacement.
So in that respect Peter had a good day that day.
Tuesday, 5 February 2008
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