Cool Blogs: BANG BUS tattooed and pierced appeared round the service door and hugged Neil. "Welcome back, sailor! 'Ow long you back for? Beer?"
She ushered him round to their table, and Linda moved some paperwork to one side. "Bloody accounts," she muttered "always have to pay the damn bills, and we've had a HUGE season while you were away, luv."
As Paul returned from the fray, a compact blonde woman in her early thirties came in and joined them at the table. "Neil- this is Micci." said Paul, indicating a paper- and file-free chair.