He’s naked IN MY GARDEN!
Aug 06, 2020
5 minutes
By Elizabeth Dale
It was only 7.30 on Saturday morning when Cathy’s phone rang.
‘Mum?’ she asked blearily.
‘You have to come round quick!’ her mum said. ‘There’s a man. He’s naked! In my garden!’
Cathy was out of bed like a shot. As she threw on her clothes and ran out to her car, she couldn’t help imagining all kinds of ghastly scenarios.
Had her mum found him in the house and then chased him outside? What must it have been like to wake up to find a naked man in her bedroom? Or was he trying to force his way in?
As she turned the last corner, she could see him. He was by her mum’s gate. Well, that was good…
It was only
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