(but then, I fall asleep at New Years Eve parties)
Yet another small moment when I realise how different my life is from Agatha Christie's:
Colonel Race looked at his watch.
'Ten-past-twelve. Time for another?'
'You'll excuse me,' said Superintendent Battle. 'But I'm by way of being an "early-to-bed" man.'
Maybe it's just me... but in what twisted universe does leaving a party after midnight count as "early to bed"?
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Colonel Race looked at his watch.
'Ten-past-twelve. Time for another?'
'You'll excuse me,' said Superintendent Battle. 'But I'm by way of being an "early-to-bed" man.'
Maybe it's just me... but in what twisted universe does leaving a party after midnight count as "early to bed"?
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comments so far)