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So the around the inside of one of the lorries, lost in limpse a bronze statue and turn round with a sot that? Luke?"

Luke isn’t listening to a word I follow his gaze, and feel a slight flip of apprehension He’s staring in disbelief at a e out of the other lorry A wooden giraffe’s leg is poking out of it

Shit

And now here co one

"Becky… what are these giraffes doing here?" Luke says evenly "I thought we agreed not to buy them"

"I know," I say hurriedly "I knoe did But ould have regretted it So I reat! They’ll be a focal point of the whole apart at a pair of huge porcelain urns, which I got in Hong Kong

"Oh, yes," I say quickly "I was going to tell you about those Guess what? They’re copies of real Ming! Thehere?"

"I… bought them They’ll be perfect in the hall They’ll be a focal point! Everyone will ade e

"It’s called a ‘dhurrie,’ actually… " My voice trails away at his expression "I got it in India," I add feebly

"Without consulting me"

"Er…"

I’m not sure I like Luke’s expression

"Ooh, look!" I exclaiht at that Kenyan e, unwieldy contraption being unloaded from the first lorry It looks like a co copper saucepans all in one

"What the hell is that? Is that so loudly as the e each other and giggle

Even I’hts about this one

"Er… yes" I clear aaht a bit in his throat