I’ve been out all day today, and you wouldn’t want a
commentary on the day’s affairs. It would be all about car troubles, near-collisions,
traffic jams and declining a young woman’s plea to make a regular subscription
to her charity. Tedious stuff. Oh, and I went to see Rob at the theatre, but it
was his day off as usual.
One affair that did strike me as interesting, however, was
the one related by a mechanic I was talking to.
It seems he knew two young men in their early twenties who
were close friends. One began a clandestine affair with the other one’s mother,
and the poor woman died – literally – in flagrante.
Shocks all round, I should think, and I gather it placed some considerable degree
of strain on the young men’s friendship.
I think there might, after all, be something to be said for
my more idealistic attitude to such matters.
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