Geoff was in (he claimed) the final stages of getting the new inverter installed so he went back to the engine room.Marie Browne, Narrow Margins (Mid-Glamorgan: Accent Press, 2009), p. 61
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[After an hour] 'How's it going?' I asked the soles of his feet. The opposite end stopped swearing for long enough to tell me exactly how it was going in full and colourful detail. 'O...K," I backed off, 'I'm going to read in bed, do you want anything before I go?' I'd like to believe that what he said was, 'No thank you, darling, thanks for enquiring, you go and have a bit of a lie-down, you deserve it' but I don't think it was. I went for that 'bit of a lie-down' anyway.