Despite Sorcha’s warning, Ross may have just made a bad situation worse

Sorchas old dear asks me to go to her gaff in Smithfield to get her clothes. And, while this is technically a breach of the lockdown rules, Im more than happy to oblige, because (a) its a chance for me to see Sorchas old man and gloat, and (b) I cant spend another week watching a 68-year-old woman walk around my house in my wifes Sexy Mama T-shirt and her Juicy Couture tracksuit bottoms with the handprint motif on the orse.
I actually cant get into the cor quick enough.