After several minutes of staring at it from various angles, he confessed that it was all a lot heavier than he'd expected.
Antony suggested that perhaps I could give him a hand with the lifting and moving but W said I was far too frail to be of any use.
Actually the word he used was feeble, but I pretended not to hear…
'There's nothing else for it,' Antony eventually announced, 'You're going to have to phone your brother Byron and get him to come down here sooner!'
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