Slightly right of centre, lower quadrant, there's a fossiled poo split in half. It's a belter though to be fair.
Few chapters left of the final edit. Then I'll format it so that it's ready for Kindle, and it's ready to go.
Tsk, you don't cosh them on the heid. You walk up behind them and cosh them across the back of the legs. Doon she goes, arse in the air, skirt over the heid. That's how us professionals do it.
Nice. More large scale commercial drainage please. In fact any civil engineering would be appreciated.