Pa was home very late last night, way past his normal bedtime.
I detected a cocktail of aromas as he came thru' my room - stale alcohol, a slight whiff of cigarettes, a touch of perfumery and a sniff of whipped cream?!
He left his jacket hanging in the hall and went straight to bed. I quickly inspected the exhibit - a touch of red stuff on the collar? a couple of small white feathers on the back?? and half a celery stick in the top pocket???
I'm no detective but I'd say he'd been working late & maybe too hard.
No shit Sherlock. . .
