They went upstairs. A nervous woman in her seventies answered, holding a handkerchief. Behind her, a small, tidy living room. And on the armchair, a framed photograph of a little boy.
“Yeah,” Dave said. “But make it a simple one. A nice, boring, modern plastic pipe full of nothing but soap suds.” drain unblocking epsom
But Dave wasn’t smiling. He was looking at the rubber duck and the felt. They went upstairs