for me there, that’s delicious that. I thought about what me mam said before I left which I won’t repeat because I don’t want ya to think less of her. She’s lovely. But she told me yiz are making a mistake followin that man and she was right, I will grant the woman that. But she said yooz’ll be lost, and that is where she was exactly wrong. Wrong, Jerry, because that’s what I’m saying and you know it, that when yiz are sittin out there completely alone yer found, found, found, not lost. Ya sit there and ya think, so this is me. Ya find yerself, and that’s the difficult part. And that’s what I’m sayin. Ya reach that point and ya think, right, what do I do with this me. And there’s some, Jerry, like you, who find some great thing to do.”
There was something so exciting about that point right there that made us chew on our glasses when we drank.
“And no flippin thinkin yiz have done it all wrong, because you cannot, Jerry, you cannot think of the past. You burn your bridges, Jerry, is what you do, or it’s what I did. Do ya have many bridges, Jerry? And maybe that was good for yiz, but for me it was, I’m leavin, you know, and it wasn’t just one person it was one bridge after another and I don’t want to think about it and get all sad, but it was me mam and me dad and me brothers and sisters and Gran and Tom, in a way, and everyone in a long line of people ya can feel like yooz’ve disappointed if ya let it, but ya mustn’t.Moving forward is what yuv gotta do in that truck there outside. Isn’t it beautiful? I mean isn’t it a flippin beauty, Jerry, cause it’s mine and I’m thinkin of repainting it even brighter yellow to cheer you miserable lot up in the morning. Driving around in that, free like that, is a beautiful thing, like the sight of a new plate of spaghetti. Do ya want more?”
Yes!
“And I will never be what I was, Jerry, just a flippin maid cleanin up and wiping the arses of all my brothers and sisters and the Catholic flippin Church, Jerry. The Catholic feckin Church lookin over every cold day when ya wake up and ya jump out of bed and kids, kids, kids, and yiz are never alone at all. Yooz have got it here and I respect that and if yer a Catholic, Jerry, I apologize, but over there it’s something else, Jerry, and it’s what makes ya feel like ya have to clean up them kids all the time and I don’t want to start ranting. But there it is outside, Jerry, that van and I hope ya like it. I was driving around the other day thinkin that if it wasn’t for the petrol, and it’s feckin expensive, Jerry, but if it wasn’t for the petrol, and the money I owe on it, I could drive for ever, you know, like drive around these lovely streets and they drive into my dreams and I drive into them and it’s just a lovely gliding feeling all free, do ya know? Because I’m all new Jerry and ya don’t need to know about all them things from the past, and there’s something in your eyes Jerry that’s very sort of wise and I love it. I hope ya don’t mind. And you know, if it wasn’t for the money for the petrol I could drive absolutely everywhere sellin sandwiches, because that’s the lovely thing about a sandwich. You can laugh, Jerry, but people eat sandwiches everywhere. That’s what I like about it. And I love meeting the new people. That’s lovely wine isn’t it, that wine. I only drink on bonfire nights such as this one. Do ya like singing? Men don’t sing over here and I respect that but I love singing. Will ya hum a tune for me, Jerry? I’m only joking. I’ll hum for ya sometime, shall I, Jerry? And I have to say. Jerry.”
We leaned closer across that table.
“Jerry, I’ve been thinkin about nothing else but what we did in the van, Jerry, the other day in the van. And it was lovely. I hope ya don’t mind me saying that, a strong man like you mustn’t like that talk, but it was lovely, Jerry. Because ya just came up into the van, didn’t ya? Jerry.”
Look at her
There was something so exciting about that point right there that made us chew on our glasses when we drank.
“And no flippin thinkin yiz have done it all wrong, because you cannot, Jerry, you cannot think of the past. You burn your bridges, Jerry, is what you do, or it’s what I did. Do ya have many bridges, Jerry? And maybe that was good for yiz, but for me it was, I’m leavin, you know, and it wasn’t just one person it was one bridge after another and I don’t want to think about it and get all sad, but it was me mam and me dad and me brothers and sisters and Gran and Tom, in a way, and everyone in a long line of people ya can feel like yooz’ve disappointed if ya let it, but ya mustn’t.Moving forward is what yuv gotta do in that truck there outside. Isn’t it beautiful? I mean isn’t it a flippin beauty, Jerry, cause it’s mine and I’m thinkin of repainting it even brighter yellow to cheer you miserable lot up in the morning. Driving around in that, free like that, is a beautiful thing, like the sight of a new plate of spaghetti. Do ya want more?”
Yes!
“And I will never be what I was, Jerry, just a flippin maid cleanin up and wiping the arses of all my brothers and sisters and the Catholic flippin Church, Jerry. The Catholic feckin Church lookin over every cold day when ya wake up and ya jump out of bed and kids, kids, kids, and yiz are never alone at all. Yooz have got it here and I respect that and if yer a Catholic, Jerry, I apologize, but over there it’s something else, Jerry, and it’s what makes ya feel like ya have to clean up them kids all the time and I don’t want to start ranting. But there it is outside, Jerry, that van and I hope ya like it. I was driving around the other day thinkin that if it wasn’t for the petrol, and it’s feckin expensive, Jerry, but if it wasn’t for the petrol, and the money I owe on it, I could drive for ever, you know, like drive around these lovely streets and they drive into my dreams and I drive into them and it’s just a lovely gliding feeling all free, do ya know? Because I’m all new Jerry and ya don’t need to know about all them things from the past, and there’s something in your eyes Jerry that’s very sort of wise and I love it. I hope ya don’t mind. And you know, if it wasn’t for the money for the petrol I could drive absolutely everywhere sellin sandwiches, because that’s the lovely thing about a sandwich. You can laugh, Jerry, but people eat sandwiches everywhere. That’s what I like about it. And I love meeting the new people. That’s lovely wine isn’t it, that wine. I only drink on bonfire nights such as this one. Do ya like singing? Men don’t sing over here and I respect that but I love singing. Will ya hum a tune for me, Jerry? I’m only joking. I’ll hum for ya sometime, shall I, Jerry? And I have to say. Jerry.”
We leaned closer across that table.
“Jerry, I’ve been thinkin about nothing else but what we did in the van, Jerry, the other day in the van. And it was lovely. I hope ya don’t mind me saying that, a strong man like you mustn’t like that talk, but it was lovely, Jerry. Because ya just came up into the van, didn’t ya? Jerry.”
Look at her
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