Sowerbutt's Anger

Few people had seen Sowerbutt lose his temper; he had learnt to keep tight control on his emotions. During the Spanish war, you kept your focus or you missed your target. Spaghetti and WO both jumped as the half-empty bottle of Old Bushmills was smashed on the desk, fragments of glass flying everywhere and whiskey spilling across the top. Shaking the jagged neck of the bottle in his fist, Sowerbutt shouted: “Got Tipper? By all that’s sacred, this is war. I’ll gut that teacher myself and string his mates up twitching. I’ve had enough.”

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