Back home he sent her an email; 'Good to put a face to your words thanks for a lovely day. We should do it again soon. Looking forward to seeing more of your words.'

As soon as he'd sent the email the telephone rang.

"Hiya Gerry. How are you me old mate?"

"Fine, how about you?"

"Not bad, you know work, more work and more work, that sort of thing."

"Look Sally and me are having a party on Saturday."

"When, where? Count me in, and hey, why are you having a party?"

"We're moving in together. It's sort of a coming together thing, her idea not mine."

Harry felt slightly uneasy.

"You and that lovely ex-girlfriend of mine are getting it together? Hey, that's great. So, what happens, are you moving in with her or is she taking her life in her hands and moving into yours?"

"I'm moving into hers, I'm not that stupid."

"Right, that makes sense. She'll take more care of her own place, yea, I get that. You lucky bastard."

"Yeah, well." Gerry sounded doubtful. "Look I just wanted to make sure it was okay with you, no hard feelings and all that."

"No, don't be bloody silly, Sally and me weren't meant for each other."

"Well, it's just that it was a bit tense there for a bit."

"Yes, I know, but don't worry. So, all this sounds serious, or is it just an easy way to get your leg over regularly?"

Gerry laughed, nervously, so Harry prattled on.

"Don't you believe it's cheap brother. It will not be cheaper, believe me. I've done it all before - remember. Moving in with 'em can be a very dangerous move, the rot will now set in. You are doomed but never mind, there's nothing you can do about that, so lie back and enjoy it."

"You seeing anyone?"

"Me, no mate, no women in my life at the moment, although I met one today who I plan to put on the list."

"Marked the bedpost yet."

"Yea, that's right, the notch is marked out on the bedpost already. No problem. Look I've got another call coming in, OK, I'll see you next Saturday. You never know I might bring her with me. OK if I bring a partner?"

"Be happy to see her."

"Yea, thanks, just wait and see what turns up with me. Look after yourself, and my condolences to Sally. Ask her how she could this to me. Cheers mate, see you soon, take care."