Apr 03, 2011 15:44
[Paddy comes on screen. He looks drenched, and a little pissy. This will be explained later.]
Huh, so. According to my calendar [He holds up a 2011 calendar with the April page open. It's a Celtic calendar, if you wondered.] it's Mother's Day. Pssh.
[He shrugs,] I guess this is the point where I'm supposed to tell y'all a story about my mum and how much I love her and shit. [There's a frown and he fishes a wet packet of cigarettes out his pocket,]
It just ain't really workin' for me, sorry. But after that flood, and all this shit, I guess I kinda miss having kids to look after. Used to look after our Katie, y'know - that's my granddaughter, by the way. Even when I was fucked up, I never said no to that, and I never messed it up. Fucking Frank did, but he's as shit a granddad as he was a dad.
And I know nearly everyone here is kinda screwed up in one way or another, but yous all put the effort in despite. That ain't a small thing.
[He picks a drenched cigarette out of the pack gingerly. He taps it on the table, and it squashes a little.]
That's kind of late, I guess, but I've been catching up on sleep. Fucking hard work, you lot.
[He tries to light the cigarette. It's not having it.] Eh, shouldn't be smoking anyway. [He throws it over his shoulder.]
And I won't hold anythin' anyone said as a kid against 'em. Except one thing. Ashley, you great girl, d'you fancy a fight? Or a drink?
[He ruffles his hand through his hair, and droplets of water come off.]
By the way. It's hailing in the CES. For fuck's sake.
so many skinny kids in this prison,
better than my dad at this,
family's thicker than murder,
don't need no introspection,
a raft of feckless youth,
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