Fudge is currently fending off the advances of Oliver, a rickety but persistant Poirot look-alike. Convinced of his charms he is intent on pursuing her around the garden at high speed in the hope of snatching a fleeting kiss or maybe more. Fudge is having none of it and has not fallen for his debonair attentions. A dalliance with an older man is not what she has in mind but she will have to put up with him panting wheezily in her ear for a little while yet as he is here for a fortnight and today is only Day 2.
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