Fatty O'leary's Dinner Party (2014)
““I’ve got three seats in the front,” he said. “And there are three of us. No sense in your trailing behind me. We’ll all go together.”
Mrs. O’Connor personally prepared packed lunches for them: duck sandwiches, three generous slices of Melton Mowbray pie, and half a fruit cake lightly soaked in rum. Then, their cameras loaded to record the day’s experiences, Fatty and Betty joined Lord Balnerry beside the horsebox. It was a large, grey-painted vehicle, with a narrow, wood-slatted section at the rear where a horse might stand in passable comfort. On the engine grille were lined the insignia of various motoring clubs, gleaming silver badges with crests and symbols, survivors of an easier age of motoring.
Lord Balnerry opened the passenger door and invited Betty to get in. She squeezed herself into the narrow confines of the cab, realising immediately that the seats were far too small for a further passenger, even one of modest girth.
“I’m not sure if we’re all going to fit,”
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