Seafret on Tollesby Road 1981
"Don't get too precious about it" he said "I knew her long before you did - it could easily have been the other way around!" I tipped my pint over his head and went to the bar for a Scotch - he was laughing - he knew I'd do that! Boro had just lost - you'd have thought they had drained the Tees and filled the trench with Pig Iron. "Let's gan yam" he said, 'there's a fight brewing', his forehead still dripping Real Ale! "4.30 practice tomorrow night?" "Ok" I said. "Hey" he shouted from the far side of Newport Bridge "I was only joking about her you know - what a laugh!" "You dog" I shouted back. "You see how a good song inspires you - great track that Stevie and Tom number!". he called out. I never did finish that essay, did one on Proust instead and the poem - well the complications straightened out eventually.
Text by Trev Teasdel