"I'm ready. I'll just wait. I know she'll be out here soon with her coffee to catch the morning sun. Dum-de-dum. Waiting, waiting, waiting. At least the sun's warm. Ah, here she comes. I'd better dive down the steps or she'll be wanting to throw it from the verandah. Come on. Down you come. I'm not coming up to you. Good one. At last! Nothing like a game of ball to warm the blood on a winter's morning."
