"Well I don't know where Glenn's gone, so I've sent Barry out with Dave and I'll get someone from the factory to come with me. That's what I was organising."
"Any idea what that was all about?"
He looked for a minute like he didn't want to answer.
"Barry was visiting his Grandma last night and drove down your street about 10 o'clock. He saw Glenn leaving your place with a rucksack. So he comes in and starts teasing Glenn. He made a couple of off colour remarks about 'rear entry' and asking him if he was enjoying riding your arse, plus some other stuff that I don't want to say. Sorry Mark."
Of course it had to be Barry. He used to pick me up for work during the transport strikes, so knows where I live, but the lad doesn't have any sense, if he thought he'd get away with winding up Glenn
