Chapter 42

“I hope it all works out for you, we all deserve to be happy in love, and I know I am,” I smiled.

“Everything still rosy in the garden then?”

I laughed. “Funny you should mention gardening. I was looking at the flowers in the high street on my way in this morning.”

“I hope the vandals don’t go round and cut the heads off all the flowers this year.”

That had happened a couple of years back. There had been a flood of angry letters from the ‘hang them and flog them’ brigade to the editor of the Littleborough Gazette over it.

“Well,” I sighed, “this won’t help me scale the paper mountain.”

“And I better go and get things organised in the department. John is really working out now he’s been made permanent.”

“Glad to hear it,” I said as I got behind my desk.