Hi Andrew,

Delighted with your help once again.

I'm thrilled that you think I've now got more arcs of tension than in York Minster's roof. (I always admired that particular building for its fabulous bi-fricating springers)

Every time you point things out that have completely washed over me. I'll get to work on layering in some jokes.

Mrs Drinkwater is the one with all the cats, they cover every surface in her lounge, maybe I need to emphasis this a bit more. She goes on to loose all 17 of them in one night, when the catnappers break into her house and steal them while she sleeps. Your right though, somebody needs to have a heck of a lot of cats.

The olive skin thing eh? It's because I always wanted it myself, I'm the pale freckly type.

I've started reading your latest revision, but I'm not going to be able to finish it till tomorrow night as I want to do it justice and my head is spinning. But it's looking good. I think you've cracked the opening.

Night, Emma