I first wanted to go for today’s date but neither 211 nor 112 held anything funny. So I let Random.org pick, it decided on page 7.
‘We could share with Toby and Fergus…’ I suggested. ‘Between four, it’d be, uh… a hundred and something.’
‘Only?’ wailed Chloe. ‘Anyway, we can’t share a caravan with Tobe and Ferg. They would, like, see us in our pants and, even worse, we would see them in their pants.’