ON THE TELLY

It might be the last time, him being so ill n’that, you know?
As I took his picture and he held his gaze for the camera. Moving is difficult and deteriorating. He may have to leave.
The thought of him going...
...he walked three miles to and from school Monday to Friday then worked until it got dark - all Saturday, Sunday off - on his father’s market garden...
...he tried out for Bristol Boys, playing alongside a future England forward...
...he drank cider with Adge Cutler and wonders occasionally how he’s getting on...
...he has the Evening Post delivered, reads it cover to cover after which he goes to bed unless there’s football on the telly