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In which we’re listening, and wish we weren’t
Overheard in a quiet corner of a pub recently: one side of a phone conversation.
“No, listen to me.”
“No mum, you’ve got to do it. Listen, she’s a psychopath. She was going to burn the house down.”
“No mum”
“No, no, you don’t understand. I can’t do it myself. I can’t face prison.”
“Please, mum, do it for me.”
“If I do it I’ll end up hitting her. I can’t do time for her, mum.”
“No, please. No, no. You’ve got to dump her. They’d send me to prison, you know they would.”
“You know what she’s like, mum, and I can’t do it. I’m not doing time again mum.”
I left, as quickly as I could, unsure whether to laugh or be afraid.