From Out of the Rain
“I’m home!” “Oh...hi Rob...” Mum hastily called from the lounge. God, could she never control herself? I wonder who it was this time... I wandered into the lounge bracing myself for the worst. I poked my head round the corner and saw Mum lying spread-eagle on the sofa with the cock of a well-toned black haired businessman right inside her. Well it’s not the worst I’ve seen. “Don’t mind us dear! Just go through to the kitchen for twenty min... Oh!” I didn’t need asking twice. Why did Mum...