Didn’t even have to buy tickets, just showed the chap on the barrier us sticks and said we would greatly appreciate being granted a free ride. Indian XXX She bunked in with Denzil’s sister for a bit ‘till she could afford her own flat which wern’t long, bit short of prossies in St Ives, good business. “Bloody shape cut in they hair,” he explained. They weren’t daft enough to refuse. “How do you know our Demelzer?” Denzil asked before the penny dropped. Fucking in Cornish time in the smoke. Down home they takes you to the door and helps you down with the baggage, up the smoke the says they has “Roots.”
We told him where the pub was but he said he were going to the Elephant and Castle. Blacked up faces, false noses, bells round us knees, old Ross on squeeze box, Peter on drum, Isiah on some clarinet thing, some bloke on Violin and best part of a dozen other blokes including the life boat crew. Barman pulling pints like they was going out of fashion, queues outside the door.
