remind me again martin , ah yes you were screwing in her flat , in your car , oh yes and lets not forget in our bed upstairs . he opened his mouth , but she was already shoving past him . `` marching is all very well , '' she said to her son , `` but where , and to what purpose ? one takes a key , which of course we dont have . the words seemed to slip out of her . you were all over me with your cheesy trainer come-ons . 