One Day

by David Nicholls

‘I love that sound,’ he mumbled into her hair. ‘Blackbirds at dawn.’ ‘I hate it. Makes me think I’ve done something I’ll regret.’ ‘That’s why I love it,’ he said,

Write beautifully. Cherish your friends, stay true to your principles, live passionately and fully and well. Experience new things. Love and be loved if at all possible. Eat sensibly. Stuff like that.

The heat, and his sandals were chafing. You know what your father’s like, he’s so Welsh.’

You can’t throw years of your life away because it makes a funny anecdote.

I’m laughing in the face of adversity, you’re just laughing in my face!’

‘He’s called Jean-Pierre. Jean-Pierre Dusollier.’ ‘He’s French?’ ‘No, Dex, he’s Welsh.’