Number four?

I saw Carolyn briefly on Tuesday. It was at the end of a week-long cold-snap. Carolyn had not enjoyed the cold weather and had taken to wearing four pullovers.

She told me how she'd bumped into a friend in town. "You're not expecting another one, are you?" he had asked, totally seriously.

By Richard Carter

A fat, bearded chap with a Charles Darwin fixation.

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