t evening    too bad, I suppose. I    of a c of e so-so seafood in a tourist trap on t, and t plain about just about everytransported by e    seemed co spoil it.

        Maureen    a fe aer Id e out of prison, to Majorca. e stayed in a private villa outside Deya, and I t it o be t fe t of course it    like t at all; to describe prison as t t ten seds. It sounds logical, a; it sounds trut its not, because t time is after your ed, and t t    begun. I appreciate t talking about a mini-break on a perfectly pleasaerranean island, but it    I realized t t errifying, mind-numbing, savagely destructive of t troying o longer vey. Do you knoil my first nigions at eacred around its o see doo unpopular and /or celebrated ne of a quizzie on my first nig boto list even tive suggestions, but suffice to say t I didnt sleep very    nig for t time in my life I ensely violent fantasies of revenge. I focused everyt day broug an over last very long.

        Criminals serve time, but    to my friends in B ing, I    a criminal, not really; I elevisioer    t I ime. It    t iending it . You see, tes ually return to tever t errupted; prison o be no impedimes and social standing enhanced.

        But you dourn to the middle class when youve been banged up.

        Its over, and youre out. You dont go aime tV and tell o reclaim your seat behe Rise and Shine desk.

        You dont kno your friends doors a youre once again available for dinner parties. You    even botelling your ex- to see your kids again. I doubt ed to deny o    ood in ttering t t    . I    long and    turned into somet of penal reform: I o t no oo jail, because t    o see a t, ive some moo cy, or something.

        t    time I fully apprerouble I rouble I    tion pany and imes, offered us both work.

        e ran into t in a local bar, and te kook Penny aside in t and explai t teenage daugicularly unprepossessing fourteen-year-old ly frank, is uo lose y food many years to e, aainly not to me. It y to er t my proximity to     Ive been cast out of ton, doomed to roam the offices of crap cable panies for evermore.

        So t first nigenerife just made me gloomy. t my people. t people o me because I , but it    to be in - an ule boat, and I could suddenly see t it o break up and sink.

        It    made for pootling around ts Park, aing to sail to fug tenerife in it. Youd o be an idiot to t o stay afloat for much longer.

        I dont t day . I take some of t , dont you? And I ted. Because my dad is olerance for people of different cultures, and I t    some people, in otin,    tolerant of my culture, ure ture. I like to t Im respectful of    tell     pissed up and fucked up s and pick up mirls. So ful of miell me to eat pork if I    to do tuff?

        t and last Beatles albums.

        ts notyles c o do anyt t sick of t of eac ted differeo be in a bag or ed to be on ever, and its o see ions, and one of you is in a bag.

        OK,     in t place, o t    to go on. e    all even from try. So in a s no    our seven years got densed into about three weeks.

        toget e il to meet up in tel bar, ail and find some. And t for a sel pool co go out on my own.

        e aying on to de la Cruz,    probably too mental for Maureen, and as it o be    mind too muc to buy some blo ing myself into trouble t Martin ful of.

        I    into a couple of bars looking for t sell spliff, and in tly like Jen.

        Im not exaggerating;    reize me, I t s, until I noticed t    quite big eo disguise    like me staring at o unately uood t of took it on from ter    it for a rut Id already    ill quite early, and I t take up my offer of a fight.

        And tuff jens brot going to do any of it until later, ended up doing most of it straigo freak on my oo tel in a police car. I dont t anyone from Nant it ty typiig. I told t Maureen and Martin s, and Martin    happy.

        I dont to c of our el, t would have all blown over.

        I felt terrible t m, mostly because Id goo bed    anyto eat, alt    looo. I    terrible feeling you get uck    it. I mean, you    make cers up, like I did    gives you some time off. But its impossible to keep it going for long, and to being sick outside some dodgy club and    to figo be like t truts o t doesnt involve being sick outside a dodgy club, I t ma; I picture not all. ton, talk about you.

        I once asked Dad ics, and ics, and     cats are supposed to be able to find a     of t world, hed do.

        tle sad    ion.

        And ts me: I suffer from a failure of imagination. I could do ed, every day of my life, and    to do, apparently, is to get    of my s. telling me I    do anyt is like pulling t of telli    go anys. try it, and see ens.

        JJ     I    first day. In tser by ts one fug cool book. And trutter is, I t it    time to jump-start my libido, rating no out book some dude e o flicker it every time o t letter of t. true story. Any eve book. But sitting by ts, s of me t ime, in all to be frozen, t unmistakable signs of life.

        It    like I    out    it. I just t Id go for a    ba touc side of life. I    back to to get dressed first, t a bare-ced kind of guy. Im like a y pounds, skinny as fuck,     to guys an and six-pack ext, rigo Dolly Parton and t of     sound good. In fact, you    even be able to fug ting on my faded black jeans and my old Drive-By truckers t-s was my way of being    people.

        A only did I get    I got    are t remember us real clearly, and I kind of o tell , you knoill.    -er pool in toist, and I stopped for a beer and a sandting by    table, and so, so I told    too, and arted to talk about it, and I scooted over to able. And tarted talking about music, because Bel to is kind of about music - opera, anyed a    tour, in Mancer, en to see t    I    a period in my life .

        e ended up spending ternoon toget toget t toget my el, because se at     time Id gotten any si nigh Lizzie, which was more like necrophilia anyway.

        Kat toget m, and not only because tel didnt ars for room service: I o bumping into t Id get some props - OK, maybe not from Maureen, but from Martiainly, because    an eye for a pretty girl. I even some it into my    Jess y jokes, and Id feel cool again.

        Maureen    doo o be friendly, but terpreted as an invitation, and s do our table. S Kathy suspiciously.

        Is someo ing do? S being rude.

        S fused.

        No, see… But t knoo say.

        Im Kathy, who was also fused. Im a friend of JJs.

        trouble is, t really room for five on table, said Maureen.

        If everyone else shy and I will move, I said.

        ;everyone else"? Kathy asked, I guess reasonably.

        Martin and Jess, said Maureen. But Jess g nig be having a lie-in.

        Oed to kno    to knhen.

        hy.

        sress came over and poured us some coffee, and Maureen    to t table for s.

        Kat me. Sions, I could tell.

        Maureen is… But t to finisence.

        I didnt o find a    down.

        Fuck me, s rodu. I feel so s.

        Normally Id t make me feel better. But I puked my w nig.

        Im Kathy.

        ate I didnt even realize I dont know you.

        Im a friend of JJs, said Kat up ominously.

        sort of friend? e just met yesterday.

        And youre    toget up, Jess.

        s o say.

        am I going to say? I have no idea.

        our mum and dad yet, Kato Maureen.

        Youre braver t bring a one-nigand doo t table. ts fug modern, man.

        ts your m to be real casual, but I could tell stle.

        Of course its not my mot even tionality. Jess is being...

        Did ell you    s t a girlfriend. e keep telling    to try t one, because people al in ted. Ill bet ? Kat me.

        ts a laugh. Sing for her, JJ. You should hear him. Fug hell.

        Kat as soon as Id said it, I remembered t Id told Kat quite turo look at me, and I could tell shing. Oh, man.

        Maureen and s sat do table.

        are o do if Martin es doheres no room.

        O panic, Ispose.

        Maybe I sood up and gulped some coffee down.
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