‘This is Olivia,’ said Mrs Beasley, winking at me as she did so.
Well, I say winking – it might have been a twitch of some kind. Mrs B, who is the manager of our charity shop, is clearly not somebody who winks very often.
She lacks the technique and the experience. Her wink was carried out in slow motion, and with her head to one side as if to say, ‘Look, I’m winking. I am hoping
