Text Message No.16

The Stall,
East Lane Market
London
SE17


17th December 2006


Dear Alg Mob,

Your dad this morning, first thing - “He’s a right grass that barney, a right grass”. I thought, get a life Chris, he’s not a person. Then he went on to explain that Barney had made a noise to grass up the cat because it was eating some leftovers on the side, and he couldn’t have any himself. To which Chris reckoned “now if he’d have used his loaf (the cat this is), he could have kicked a bit of pizza off the side to keep Barney sweet”. The fact that these are household pets, and not a couple of university graduates, seems to have slipped his memory somewhere along the line.

Your’s Sincereley,


Mike Mob