[4:30pm in a City of London Dealing room]
“Coming for a drink Bill?” asked one of the Dealers to another.
“It is Friday and we’ve had a very good week plus it is Henley finals weekend. A bunch of us have wangled passes into the Leander tent. Lots of lovely fillies on show. There’s one with your name on it if you want it.” He added.
“A filly or a pass?” asked a half interested Bill who was gazing out of the office window at the river Thames and Tower Bridge.
“Both if you have a mind…”
“Sorry Tony, I would love to but I’ve been summoned,” replied Bill with a sigh.
“Summoned? I guess it’s not to court as it is Friday. Parents?”
“Nah. My parents are probably somewhere in the Pacific on their boat. The summoner is my Godfather.”
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