Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be love — Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
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Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be lovely.

— Roddy Doyle, A Greyhound of a Girl
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