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Hey up, you old prick, it’s been a while, no? Sorry to hear about your liver, but at least yellow’s in fashion. I remember that shitty Vectra of yours and your even shittier jokes. The one about the bloke with an orange for a head was brilliant, mind: I still use it to sort the live ones from the stiffs.
You know, most of those shipboard days are a blur to me, but some things still stand out: slacking off in the depot, that knackered old works truck, stumbling up the gangway on drunken legs.
And I’ll never forget how much I was hurting at the time, and how you did what you could to keep me afloat. Never put a name to it though, did we? Nothing beyond a punchline, a raised eyebrow, a steadying hand. Sometimes I wonder if that’s the way to do it. I really don’t know, my friend, but it’s good to hear your voice again.
You know, most of those shipboard days are a blur to me, but some things still stand out: slacking off in the depot, that knackered old works truck, stumbling up the gangway on drunken legs.
And I’ll never forget how much I was hurting at the time, and how you did what you could to keep me afloat. Never put a name to it though, did we? Nothing beyond a punchline, a raised eyebrow, a steadying hand. Sometimes I wonder if that’s the way to do it. I really don’t know, my friend, but it’s good to hear your voice again.
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