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“Bloody hell, Vick… Wake up, you daft sod! Youll sleep your whole life away if I let ya.

After the Factory The summer heat clung to the city, even as the sun dipped behind the rows of brick

The motherinlaw snarled, Youre a drifter, you ought to be grateful my son gave you shelter.

“My motherinlaw told me, Youre a dependent and you should be grateful that my son has taken you in.

The air hung thick with summer heat, though by evening the sun dipped behind the rows of terraced houses

Oi, Vinnie Vinnie, wake up, you lazy sod! Youll sleep your whole life away if I let ya. Look at him, will you?

The clock had run out, he said, pointing at the door. “That smell again! I told you not to smoke inside!

**Diary Entry 9th March** *”Your times up,” he said, nodding towards the door.* “

“Oi, Gary, Gary! Wake up, will ya? Blimey, you’ll sleep your whole life away if I let you.

My motherinlaw once told me, Youre a stray and you should be grateful my son took you in. So sit quiet