Then I prepared the workshop for a few demonstrations to show the visitors that evening. The event was starting at 4 pm, so I went home and changed an... was back in the office around 2 pm. By the time I got back, most of the staff were already there, and I helped with the final arrangements to the office. Lee gave a very brief talk about the plan for the evening and then we waited for everyone to arrive. By 6 pm, the whole office was very busy with friends, family and customers. The drinks were. She walked around a tall clump of shrubbery and beheld a highly disturbing sight. An attractive young woman with a baby was sitting on a park bench and appeared to be menaced by two shabby men, who looked like winos, and were certainly not from the surrounding neighborhood. She hurried forward to learn more about the situation and determine whether or not her services were needed. ‘Awright, what’s going on here?’ she asked in her most police officer way. ‘None of your fuckin’ business, ya. " she said, "He can't bear me touching him like that; in fact, we sleep in separate beds now." And then, in a rare moment of complete candour, she added, "That side of our marriage died a long time ago; he's more interested in going out with the lads and drinking these days." Now Pat is no oil painting to be sure, but she still has her looks, and those hands are so talented. I told her so, and that her other half must be mad to ignore her that way. She just shook her head sadly, so I dropped. It was ten AM and there were only a handful of cars in the lot, Frank, the man she spoke to the day before, mentioned they didn’t open for business until three in the afternoon. It was pretty much as she expected, a long bar on one side and seating up to the stage opposite that. There was a DJ set up next to a row of benches and what looked to be a back room. She approached a man sitting at the bar drinking coffee and asked if he was Frank.“Yes I am,” was his reply. “And you must be Sally.”She.