The other night my good friends Tracey and Kevin hosted a lovely dinner party, featuring the best piece of meat I've ever eaten. (I'm resisting the urge to innuendo.) We all had a great time and left at a reasonable hour. This morning, Tracey emailed to tell me that someone had left something behind.
While working in her studio, she noticed a little round something on the ground. She picked it up, gave it a sniff, and discovered it was a little poo! She has a dog, but ruled him out quickly as she knows from experience he doesn't leave such a delicate load. So now everyone's a suspect! It's like "Clue," but with poo!!!!