hiding

Dear Janet

I think it is a shame that you run away and hide when I return home really drunk with half the pub in tow. I can assure you that they are all stirling fellows who would be charmed, I'm sure, with your presence. You might learn a thing or two from our eloquent discourse and witty banter that, if a little loud, is always of the caliber usually reserved for radio 4. I look foward to introducing you at the next occurance of this impromptu soirée.

love from

Crispin