Uncle Roger was coming towards me. He was wearing a bright red wool tie that Aunt Sally had knitted last Christmas. I opened my mouth. Uncle Roger put his finger to his lips and brushed past me, pressing a note into my hand as he passed. jenny puffy uncle roger dreams and nightmares jane jeff jack family tom dorrie louise rose chips mark laura food and drink miss gorgel caroline david the house in woodside Uncle Roger : click on the icon or select a link