a glass of champagne.
‘Made any New Year resolutions, Phil?’
‘Yeah, quite a few.’
‘I’m going to treat everyone in the pub when I go to the New Inn on a Friday night.’
‘Right, I’ll be there,’ Alan grinned.
‘I’m going to help the missus with house work and ironing.’
‘And I’ll give her more housekeeping money, take her to the supermarket every week.’
‘Bloody hell mate, this is beginning to sound serious.’
Phil beamed, took another swallow of his lager.
‘And are you going to stop telling lies?’
‘Ah, now I don’t know if I can go that far.’