The summer was hot an we spent all our time in the garden, Lisa sun bathing in a little thong bikini an me trying to keep thee garden tidy but it was ...ard work so i phoned up an agency to hire a gardener.next morning there was a bang at the door "the agency sent me ,i'm the gardener" He was a tall black man, about 40ish so i showed him around an told him to get started an went back in to tell Lisa he was here.i was thinking of phoning the agency back as i felt a bit intimidated by him but lisa. .. perhaps. Now come and cheer everyone up by dancing with me."Five minutes of energetic humiliation later I was really ready for a beer and left the dance floor to the cheers of the campsite."Dear Lord how do you always manage to persuade me to do that?" I asked Paula."You make me look so good is why," she replied with a cheeky grin. This is true, I can make anyone look good on the dance floor, it's not that I have two left feet, it's more like Jake the Peg, three left feet and an utter lack. I think we all know that Ambassador Jones will not hold back her opinion and thoughts,” Premier Cordeiro said.I moved to the chair at the head of the table and then suggested that we read each page and discuss the changed paragraphs; those changes had been marked. After the paragraph marked was the new paragraph in bolder print in its new corrected form. I started reading the page out loud.As I started the first page I had a flash, ‘I am in so deep that a deep ocean research submersible won’t. ”“I expected that there would be, Mr. Young. It looks as if the layout is standardised, matching the basement corridor. The corridors are going to look a hell of a lot better once all that dark wood is removed.”Fred and I were busy loading the next two barrows when Catherine Dawes unexpectedly came up the stairs again. I got the impression she was going up and down for continued exercise, but at this point she saw what now was going on with me, and took herself along for another interrogation.