There is 1 day a year at this football club where nobody is allowed to ring me and everybody rings me, and it is the Monday after a final.
Sarah put it in the calendar in July. MON 6 AUG. NO CONTACT. She sent it to 14 people and 9 of them replied to say they understood it.
I woke at 20 to 6 out of habit, in the dark, with a lip like a bicycle inner tube and nothing to get up for.
I have not had a Monday off since the 24th of April 2017.
The shield was in the boot of a car on a road in Dulwich because I got in at 20 past 10 and could not be bothered to carry it, and it is still worth about as much as that car, and I have thought about that a great deal since.
She had recorded it. There was a note on the coffee table in biro on the back of a receipt.
Watch the first 6 minutes. Keane says a thing. Do not skip it, D.
So I sat down at 20 to 6 in the morning and put the television on.
Bzz.
