PicoWriMo

I haven't done much on my story recently (having already hit the 5000 mark) but I wrote some more yesterday and at least I now know just where it's going.

Excerpt:

It wasn't that I was concerned about Avon, you understand, just that you don't get that many chances to see him being beaten up by an old trout. So I dropped the pearls and went out into the hallway just in time to see him emerge from another room pursued by a woman twice his size, heaving both her bosom and a weighty handbag at him.