Katrina
A Tony Harris Encounter
“Hey, Arsehole! What have you got on tonight?” Peter Smith asked, as I was making tea in the canteen at work. “I’m busy.” “Doing what?” “I’m framing a couple of my etchings.” “Ok. Fuck off! There’s a twenty first birthday party in Searsons tonight. Guaranteed wall to wall babes. Interested?” “Oh I don’t think that level of base shallowness appeals to me, Smithser.” “You what,now?” “Are you looking for someone to push your...