July 5 Executive 'must discuss Red Sky'

The gin took the edge of the day, a couple more and he'd be ok to go home. That's what he was tellling himself anyway.

Another over here when you've a moment.

The man waved a fiver in the air and destested what he'd become.

When I was young I wanted to be Peter Withe, powering a header into the back of a net. When I was older it was Paul Jackson who'd turned his house into a music venue, got a stage out the back and a pool room at the front. I practically lived there for three years, played darts with charlie harper, discussing politics with Atilla the Stockbroker; happy, carefree days.

He's got to write a report later, set out the firms response to the latest incident but for now he's drinking gin and waving bank notes to get noticed.

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