"A day older" "Every morning I am awake before the alarm." "Bad sign that." "Never used to be like that." "I lie here worrying." "What about?" "Do not accept responsability says Taffy." "The longer I lie here the worse it gets." "Can hear people outside doing things." "Downstairs." "Never look worried." "They ring there on the dot as usual." "Punctuality is a virtue." "Get yourself into a deep enough punctual rut, then you don´t have to think, so you don´t worry." "Tony, come on thenRight." "Now." "Coming." "Last birthday it all started." "Presents." "Bloody tartan shoe cleaning kit and matching slippers." "Ton´s growing." "Quarter of the presents were here before." "Brave smile." "Lump in throat." "Tears in the bog." "Not ´cos of presents." "Because I was sixteen." "Adult!" "Stand alone on two feet he must." "Dammit." "Dammit." "Listen to her downstairs." "Honestly!" "He spends hours a morning in his bedroom." "Combs his hair, squeezing his face." "God only knows!" "Oh, shut up, shut up!" "Tony..., I won´t tell you again." "At the count of three, I shall rise smartly and dress without washing." "Got a good one last night." "Just clean my teeth." "One." "Two. (Tony) Three." "God it´s colder." "What´s today?" "Jogger first?" "He´ll be shrieking at us." "Scott." "You´re a born leader, boy." "A born leader." "Ta sir, A born leader." "booms boy..." "You don´t like me." "Do you boy?" "Do you boy?" "Yes sir." "If it´s running you want." "It´s running you´ll get." "Poor old notes, noted a sinus." "End of tether." "Never had a girl." "Obituary:" "Kept control ´til the dying end." "All things bright and beautiful..." "Towler." "Late again." "Oh." "Sun´s warm." "Nice day I fancy." "Like the bloody Kremlin, anyway!" "Here I am." "The only one in the world." "This minute the only kid not in school in the land." "Once decided, relief." "The exam room." "Finishing bell goes." "Paper in front." "Scott T. Blocked caps." "4B in move." "Too late for slacking mind changes then." "Through the window you see another world." "A dog." "Spotted." "Has a quiet pee against Moon shop front." "Man." "In cloth cap." "Turns collar against wind." "´round corner from quiet terrace." "A blue patch passes from Masters Hill, disappearing forever behind roofs opposite." "You think how great it would be to walk in that wind, or to run around houses to see where the blue patch got to." "I do that sometimes." "I´m on the outside now, ´til tea time anyway." "Oh, bloody worky!" "Specs on the surface." "Smells of burning toast." "Wetter though." "Pre-through nasal fuzz at all times." "Taffy calls it the cancerous coast." "Tunes of industry, boy." "Cheston is five years in the natural." "Human grief problem it is." "Skinly smell." "Like burnt rubber." "Normally smell like that." "Or like crematorium" "Sat round the back of Saint Aden´s smoking Woodies." "Warm against the Brigger Furnace." "Fresh, green and cream paint." "New season." "You can´t go wrong with that." "Imperial Fish Fryer Supreme." "Certificate of merit in modern hygiene." "I wonder why people are ashamed of going in fish shops." "27." "Ernie Bianco. 27." "Dear El Generalisimo." "The nice people shop here." "Blast of fruitsplits - from the good old days." "Flypaper in the ceiling." "Woman in front." "Folding grubby 10 bob." "Seen better days." "Eyes srewed in sea smoke." "Shaves when it shows." "She ought to try the wax treatment." "Maybe you ought to tell her." ""Excuse me Madame." "Can I have a moment of your time." "For a small consideration to rid you of your early complex." "One treatment." "Wop wax on." "Rip it off."" "Rotten bugger!" "Tuppeny eggs." "The cheapest, naturally!" "Yes, flower." "Watch flacid hands grasp fatly the hand buttock." "Doesn´t wash after paying a visit Alby-bound." "Yes, petal." "Haven´t got all day you know!" "Oh, packet of Rich Tea, missus." "Cheeky git!" "Just be queueing now." "Hotpot and sago." "Rubber-eyes chocolat custard with flavoured dolly-mixtures on top." "Fur." "Gray." "Bow your head." "For Christ´s sake, let´s eat." "AMEN." "Agnes Fitzgerand to Barley: old-fashioned smell." "Like sun on your neck." "Set the tea, Tony!" "Come for the action." "That Mary came to the funeral." "No damn nonsense." "All relations in front room snivelling." "Put my head round the door." "Just going to put the kettle on and make you all feel better." "It does though." "Just Annie´s cup of tea." "She wander round here for hours." "Funny how Simon cut off with his..." "Just like the toy cupboard in the "Sunny Stories"." "At night the toys come to life." "Sinister stuff for kids, really." "Terrifying if all this stuff came to life." "That Teddy." "Pressed its gut." ""Michael Moore" soft and fluffy." "Play charming stuff inside." "Stared at me with kindly glass eyes." "Bobby Shafter come to see...sew the knuckles on his knee... her eyes were blue and gold... - oh heavens!" "God, it´s quiet!" "Broken sticks like bones." "They showed us that, this femur." "Left member." "Splintered like green wood." "Sappy green bone fracture." "And damaged groin." "Just like that." "Put him together with silver bolts." "p p p..." "Now it locks so far." "I had my groin cut when I was a kid." "Double hernia." "Doc´s done his plight to mum." "Afraid the boy can´t urinate properly." "Blockage of the tube." "Eating tapeworms in Mexico." "Twenty feet or more." "Raw pork does it." "Stones build up against groins." "Inland urinous ocean." "Fat yellow jello." "Hells bloody bells." "Shelter quick." "Like snails smells this mud." "Dykes." "A kid gets his finger in the hole that the rat had made." "Stop the flood." "What´s his name?" "Hans from Holland." "Bit corny that." "Can´t be true." "Holland´s level." "Wouldn´t like living there." "Like mountains, like climbing..." "Fly climbs." "That dog´s nosehole." "Poor things - wonder how long..." "Don´t fear death." "Most people are scared stiff of dying." "Doesn´t worry me." "Not yet, anyway." "Everybody dies sometime." "Comes at odd times." "Uncompromising positions." "Best way." "Like going to sleep." "Dropped off with a smile on her lips." "Wet though here." "Must get inside." "Wonder who lived here." "Not very particular." "Mum would do her nut." "Yeah, must get back at usual time." "Of course, I´ll get it in the neck for not taking my mac this morning." "I told you so." "Don´t walk there!" "I´ve just finished the floor." "I´ve had a heavy day." "And don´t eat biscuits in the pantry." "It´s bloody murder at teatime." "She thinks she´s the only one who does any work." "Let´s see:" "Pisspass Tea." "Cold meat and potatoes." "Fried up from Sunday on Monday." "Be something out of a tin today." "Tate and Lyles Golden Syrup." "Dead lion´s belly." "Funny symbol." "Font of Lyle." "Oozing amber from sunken belly." "Busy bees to germinate in flesh." "Sweet for hot buttered toast." "Put that on Rigg´s grocery list." "Item:" "One tin lion." "Rotted flesh juice." "See his face." "Hickory dickory dock." "The mouse ran up the clock." "Someone must be living here." "Oh hell!" "Shut up, shut up!" "Bread." "Foss Plumfield Plumtree Marine Apocathary" "Little Women." "Louisa M. Alcott." "Granada." "She´s gone like grandpa." "Grandpa." "Fetch bogeyman." "Eat up." "Grubby farmlands on my plate." "Crush it with spoon and push ´er." "Watch it flood." "Hills and valleys all go under." "Kettle for a friend." "Scald pot first." "First commandment." "She looks just like Mum." "Wonder what they laughed at." "And where they went afterwards." "She´s just like mum, you know." "Like that photo in the album at home." "I can remember certain moments very clearly." "Little things." "Pointless really." "The tiny cutglass salt cellars, that Mrs. sniffed in Hartman." "The salt poured very smoothly on the cold white chicken at night." "The rubber strip around the French windows, rubbed between the fingers." "Play thing." "Gran sits in faded rust, silk from deep chair." "Four crumbs by the sauce bottle, they were there yesterday." "I placed them." "Funny how Mum´s getting more like Gran every day." "I can remember her." "Not Grandpa." "Faceless." "It´s as if he sat in the shadow always." "Face turned to the wall." "Scrawny." "Collarless." "Mum said that it all seems Christmases now." "Right." "I will remember now." "When I´m eighty, I will look back at this day, this very minute and remember that I said I would." "And it will all be like yesterday."