And that was that. My Ma freaked out of course. More at the thoughts of the Juvenile Liason officer having to come visit. I got around 2 days of abuse from her until I countered with my well brooded upon rebuke ” I only changed the price on a tape that was going to be reduced anyway”. And it deflated her and the matter was finished.
I finally got Documentary of the Dead around 3 months later in a different shop and sweet fuck it was awful
I drew a thing for Dec’s 28 Days later book this week. Now THAT’s a film worth getting nicked over.

Lovely Bob..I recognise your Da
Ah,the half angry,half proud look.My da deals them out regularly.
Proper Dublin stories are always nice to hear.Nice one,Bobby Behan.
Poetry.
Loved it.
Nice shizznit interlude, too.