Toy Boy Wertti had a great day yesterday. After catching a great movie (The Cinderella Man - go see it!) he was driven home by me and then I cooked him dinner - Fried Eggs and Sausages with Brown Bread.
After dinner he was positively glowing with satisfaction. I had to do something about it.
So I told him Bur-man had quit Toy.
Wertti's eyes opened wide.
I could see the gentle buzz of the joint he had smoked turn into an irritating early morning alarm.
I nodded, more emphatically.
"But, he's my TT partner."
When ping pong balls come into question, you know its hurting Wertti bad. Incidentally, his parents call him Bubbles.
I left him shaking his head, muttering about quitting toy, murdering o-bheek and burning down Priya ... that last one has nothing to do with Bur-man quitting.