” I apologize and help him up. I hand him his cane and note the knob on it, it’s in the shape of a demons head. “No problem son, say you look li...ke a fine guy.” He says. “Thank you sir, but I should really get going, I need to get home.” I say, the old geezer is starting to annoy me. “Oh yes of course but first let me give you something.” He says, the man picks up his briefcase opens it and pulls out a simple black book. “Here, son just write whatever you desire in it, perhaps it will come. Philip was right on the mark.Pam looked totally hot when she was shown into Philip's office that afternoon. Philip could hardly believe that this sexy young mother was actually his very own Pam. She was wearing a very short skirt and a nice button-up blouse and then a suit coat over top of the blouse that hid most of its sexiness from the public view. Philip could tell by barely looking that the blouse Pam had on only accentuated more the hot pushup bra she was wearing underneath it. He was. . round about fifteen seconds. Not because of the drugs. He thinks he takes a load of stuff, but he doesn't really. Thing is he gets pissed on half a pint of beer; a couple of tokes of a spliff and he's away with the fairies, no offence to you like, you being a bender.'Alicia must have mentioned that I was gay. He had been friendly until then, but the word 'bender' is a put-down. I said, 'Yes, I'm gay. Can you tell me what help is actually wanted from me with the book?''Not for me to tell you. C.”. The only artist with that signature was the architect, Sir Hugh Casson.A search for Ulverston showed one watercolour of that name, on sale at £775. Good grief! I thought. That much for a small watercolour sketch? Presumably the one in this house was another version of the view, for there were minor differences that I could see.I was becoming more convinced that there was something odd about Dawes not knowing about this valuable watercolour. I couldn’t put him down as a numbskull. He seemed.