Citation de missmolko1
The Hewitts lived in a bungalow called Merrydown. As Agatha drove up the short gravelled drive, she could smell something cooking on charcoal. "It's not a barbecue ?" she asked.
"I believe it is. Here we are."
"James, if you told me it was a barbecue, I would have dressed more suitably"
"Don't nag." said James midly, getting out of teh car.
Agatha detested barbecues. Barbecues were for Americans, Australians and Polynesians, or any of those other people with a good climate. The English, from her experience, delighed in under-cooked meat served off paper plates in an insect-ridden garden.
"I believe it is. Here we are."
"James, if you told me it was a barbecue, I would have dressed more suitably"
"Don't nag." said James midly, getting out of teh car.
Agatha detested barbecues. Barbecues were for Americans, Australians and Polynesians, or any of those other people with a good climate. The English, from her experience, delighed in under-cooked meat served off paper plates in an insect-ridden garden.
