... and then Ronald, resplendent in his lovely, pressed just this very morning blue shirt, heard her asking for a red one. Grinning uncontrollably , he turned to Fred and said, "Excellent! Now I can buy me a Ferrari without getting into an argument with the missus."
In unison, all diners were heard to proclaim that it "was a tight fit in the restaurant". A waiter and F1 fan, (out of camera), was heard to utter the immortal words "that's 'cos you don't really understand, you poncey bastards"