Then my job here is done . Until the witching hour when Consuela takes a short haul flight to bed on her broom with the 200th roll of her eyes and my word of dismissal echoing in her wake. "You may retire, madam. I shall have no further need of you this evening. Oh, and I'll take a light breakfast at 11am - for I have much to do"
. Until the witching hour when Consuela takes a short haul flight to bed on her broom with the 200th roll of her eyes and my word of dismissal echoing in her wake. "You may retire, madam. I shall have no further need of you this evening. Oh, and I'll take a light breakfast at 11am - for I have much to do"
