Karen had been surprised by his two naked friends
The public bar was packed with West Indians when Mary and I
entered the Bedford Arms. Mary was clearly enjoying all the
attention she was attracting, but I was more worried about
our safety.
A bald-headed man in his fifties, sporting a prominent gold
tooth, put his hand on my shoulder and told us to follow
him upstairs.
‘I recognized the two of yer, straight away,’ he shouted
over the hubbub of the throng we were wading through. ‘You
two are stars in this neck of the woods; those tapes are a
big hit.’
Mary giggled when someone in the …