If I hadn’t, I would probably have crashed because I was laughing hysterically. Tears were streaming down my face, and it took me several minutes to compose myself enough to speak. “Looking good!” I shouted. The giant knitting needle turned around to face me. “If you laugh, I’ll kill you,” Kathy said. Her face was the colour of beetroot. “As if I would.” I burst out laughing. “Great! Thanks for that.” “I’m sorry.” I wiped my eyes. “Don’t get the needle with me.” I collapsed again. “I take back all the good things I said about your grandmother,” Kathy said. “She’s horrible. I’m meant to be heading up the new One-Size Needles division, not standing out here looking like a complete idiot.” “It doesn’t look like there’s much room for your legs in there.
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