Karen and her husband bought an old mansion in the country. They hired Graham and Sean to paint the rooms. Karen often called in to see them while they worked, just to have a chat.
   One evening, just as they were getting ready to go home, she was getting ready to go out to a ball. She came in to see them in the drawing room. She sighed and said, "No one says anything anymore," as she slowly descended to the ground, her dress coming to rest around her.
   She sat on the carpet. Graham was just about to put his arm around her when Sean coughed to attract his attention, and he shook his head, which was intended to remind Graham of the time he put his arm in that place where all the rats were when he was trying to get his chewing gum back. Graham looked at his arm as he held it out. He'd washed his hands since then, so he patted her on the head.
   At the weekend they took her to the seaside to cheer her up. They bought ice creams and looked out over the sea. "The sea looks so lonely," she said, "so very, very lonely."
   Graham wondered if he should pat her on the head again.
   Back at the house, she told him about some of the paintings in the hall. He said, "Now this arm, this arm here has been painted by no less a person than Boris The Basket."
   "Oh right," she said. "I don't think I've heard of him."
   "He broke my kettle. On purpose, I think. And this arm... You don't want to know about this arm."
   Graham won a pig in the lottery, and the pig had a top hat. Graham just wanted the top hat, but the pig wouldn't give it to him. Karen came up with a plan to get it. She suggested they distract the pig with a toy cow, and take the hat then. She came along to see it too. Sean held the toy cow in front of the pig. He moved the cow around and said 'moo' a lot. Graham slowly crept up behind the pig, but he stopped when he got within reach of the hat. He didn't know whether to use his 'good' arm or his 'bad' arm. He'd surely use the good arm for a top hat, but his bad arm would be ideal for taking something off a pig.
   He paused for too long, and the pig figured out what was going on. Graham chased the pig around the field, but he couldn't get the hat. He gave up when he fell in the mud.
   When they took Karen home she said she had a great time. Graham thought that if she could enjoy watching him chase a pig, then she wouldn't be put off by his arm, so he told her about the chewing gum and the rats, and she said, "That's really, really interesting." Then she kissed them both on the cheek and said goodnight.
   "She didn't care less about my arm," Graham said to Sean, "and she kissed me on the cheek, the one that was attracting all those stray dogs."
   "She didn't know that."
   "You know nothing about women."