There no doubt but that they got the better of me, that was never even an issue,
When I put it up first I was torn, I donât think I could have dealt with it any better once I challenged them, but wondered if I should have just left it
On reflection Iâm happy with how it went
Yeah but itd be a great film about how you struck up a weird friendship with them as an oul lad who introduced them to cool music, then got them to form a band, then guided them to a knockout first gig somewhere before disappearing mysteriously. And when they ran down the street to look for you and then went round the corner to the crossroads where you could have gone anyway, they look left as your fedora disappears down the other road and when they look back, you are gone.
Iâd say they were coming from Alandale or the other estate up towards Fennessys, the mouthiest one was an Arab of sone sort, another one similar, one was Chinese (I think) and the other two could have been Irish, but they said fuck all, the mouthy one was a good soccer player, definitely the best of them