Breathing Fire

Robbie has been out to play tonight, I had to stay up and fetch him from the station at five past midnight. I miss him when he is out but I don't mind too much because I know that work weighs heavily on him just now, it does him good to relax a bit. He rang me at about 10pm to arrange his lift and he proudly announced that he had restricted himself to soft drinks all night. I will not let him get anywhere near me if he stinks of alcohol so he thought he had avoided a night on the sofa. Unfortunately he had eaten garlic bread and he stank, in fact I had to drive home with my head out of the window because his breath was making my eyes water. If he thinks he is going to breathe all over me tonight he can think again, and if the dog has any sense she will chuck him out too!!