te or t seemed to be keeping pace rain. t type, ing opposite me. One of t tted me for one of t tion full of legal balo    to impress t of us and s t belong to the on herd.

        I c. t Bletc of t it’s kind of peaceful, t of little backyards s of flou boxes and t roofs    blabing plale in t I couldn’t see it. I ting o t it for just a sed. I k’s    o be a o ts noime, one year’s time, ing s .

        t down his Daily Mail.

        ‘templegate’s winner e in,’ he said.

        ting some learned rot about fee- simple and peppers. t in coat pocket and took out a bent oodbine.    in t and to me.

        ‘Got a matcubby?’

        I felt for my matcubby’, you notice. t’s iing, really. For about a couple of minutes I stopped t bombs and began t my figure as I’d studied it in my bat m.

        It’s quite true I’m tubby, in fact my upper    exactly tub. But eresting, I t merely because you o be a little bit fat, almost anyone, even a total, stranger, ake it frao give you a niame t’s an insulting ent on your personal appearance. Suppose a c or a o remind ? But every fat man’s labelled as a matter of course. I’m type t people automatically slap on t. I never go into t Pudley (I pass t    t ass aters,    ired of. aters    a finger like a bar of iron. t ma have any feelings.

        took anotco pick eetrain    a glimpse of a baker’s van and a long string of lorries loaded . t in a    about fat men. It’s a fact t a fat man, particularly a man ’s to say—isn’t quite like ot plane, a sort of lig fairs, or in fayone over ty sto isn’t so muedy as lo and tness makes to your outlook. It kind of prevents you from taking too    , a man ions.    no experience of suc ever be present at a tragic se, because a se    isn’t tragic, it’s ic. Just imagine a fat , for instance! Or Oliver ing Romeo. Funnily enoug out of Boots. asted Passion, it ory finds out t    in novels, t ive faces and dark e ine. I remember more or less :

        David paced up and doo o unned ime    believe it. Srue to    could not be! Suddenly realization rus in all its stark    oo much. he flung himself down in a paroxysm of weeping.

        Any    somet. And even at time it started me t, you see. t’s ed to be    a c off for a    t I’d care a damn, in fact it o find t sill got t mu    suppose I did care,    me to? You couldn’t,     obse.

        train . A little beloretctle red roofs    lig t because a ray of sunsbs. Of course tion t it’s ing soon. You    tell    is by tuff talking about it in t said t bombing planes ’t do any damage noi-aircraft guns    so good t to stay at ty t. tice, t if an aeroplane’s    reac     t places like Ellesmere Road.

        But taking it by and large, I t, it’s not so bad to be fat. O a fat man is t o bis ma fit in and feel at    men o t’s all bunk to imagine, as some people do, t a    man as just a joke. trut a    look on ANY man as a joke if    h her.

        Mind you, I    al. I’ve been fat f of teristics. But it’s also a fact t internally, mentally, I’m not altoget. No! Don’t mistake me. I’m n to put myself over as a kind of tender flo be get on in t. I’m vulgar, I’m iive, and I fit in . So long as any all circumstances I’d mao make a living—alune—and even in ion, plague, and famine I’d back myself to stay alive lo people. I’m t type. But also I’ve got somet. I’ll tell you about t later. I’m fat, but I’m t ever struck you t t man, just as tatue inside every block of stone?

        tc eethe Express.

        ‘Legs case don’t seem to get much forrader,’ he said.

        ‘t ‘im,’ said tify a pair of legs? t they?’

        ‘Migrace ‘im t.

        Doretg t reets, but stretc you could ’s ty miles of     a break. C!    one great big bull’s-eye. And no    ference. Some quiet m, o the corpses.

        Seems a pity some. I looked at t sea of roofs stretcreets, fried-fisin cure tle printing-sories, blocks of flats, ations—on and on and on. Enormous! And t! Like a great s. No guns firing, nobody g anybody else up runco t, in t t t a single bedroom window from whiyone’s firing a mae-gun.

        But    five years from nowo years? Or one year?
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