I lived in a shithole, I picked an alkie up from outside an elderly neighbours house and got him back to his digs. He was a bruiser 6 foot plus as opposed to my 5’6. I mean he was big with hands like bananas. I could barely carry him so I took his phone and phoned his mum.

Yep that’s my boy alright but his mum was pissed off with me. He was drunk and abusive but I didn’t tell his mum that or that I found him lying on the street. Oh god here we go again was her attitude. I kept my mouth shut, he’s safe but I’m glad she’s not my mother.