Not quite a case for Miss Marple…

Not quite a case for Miss Marple…

For a story from this bit of ‘chewing the fat’ humanism, I would assume a writer would ask the question ‘who brings home the bacon’ first to decide who was the real protagonist. Oh, she may have given herself away by the egg on her face 🙂
Lol – five pounds of bacon for a midnight snack? And then he calls the police when it’s missing? Excellent!
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