Just got back.
Arrived a bit early (12.30) and was informed the Boy was still in bed
A conversation was conducted through a closed door, followed by, "Fuck. It's my dad!"
He appeared dressed but tousled a few minutes later and said, "Um, I am not alone."
I asked her name and if I could meet her. He went back up to where the fragrant Sophie was, presumably, hiding in his room
and asked if I would mind giving her a lift home.
Shortly afterwards Sophie appeared (leggy redhead
) and shyly said hello. I was dead cool but she avoided all eye contact
