The posh gits that lived up the
road started to come mixing at this stage and they were really bad they could
do no wrong in their parents eyes how far from the truth could this be, which
we would learn later on in the time as it turns out there was to be a break in
the local school and followed by several houses after. My mother was worried
afraid to leave the key in the door now she always left it in it no one ever
done wrong on each other but as father said it a sign of the times. He went on
to say they just don’t care anymore the generation coming up along. Mother
replied sure we don’t know who is doing it. The residents called a meeting and
low and behold it was the hot topic the garda came to where is the army replied
a voice. It was from the mad one down the road she was an eccentric one. Sure
maybe she had a point. Shush came the voices in the background if you have
nothing sensible to say go home or sit down and be quiet. Well excuse me for
breathing she shouted I am off to the bar care to join me she flirted with the
young garda. In his defence he said I am a married man and you’re a married
woman now go home. She went on to say I only asked if you wanted a drink not
your hand in marriage aren’t we sensitive. So she continued her conversation
with herself to the bar, she would be seen dragging herself home in the early
hrs of the morning later on. I never understood this kind of behaviour from a
woman although she was more like a man in her behaviour , mutton dressed as
lamb the local woman would say sure maybe she had her skeletons in her closet
god knows she hadn’t many clothes in it she was seen wearing the same clothes
all the time . In fairness she could have been mistaken for a homeless person
if you never set eyes on her before. I suppose she never had a break in life or
many good examples to be seen in her home father was an alcoholic and so was
the mother too she hadn’t a hope in hell of been any different lucky for her
she had no sprogs of her own to weigh her already decaying body away . So the
meeting came and went and the houses continued to be robbed of their worldly possessions.
You name it they took it I wish they took that cat that would be crying away
all night belonging to smackers or the howling dog that no one knew who owned
it a stray in the mist or was he well the detective work began. It was a sunny
Tuesday and the brothers and friends fancied abit of a wonder down the fields
so they began their travelling adventure down the fields and had to climb the
wooden fence go past the old fallen trees over the stream that lead to another
. that continued for a bit but they took the short cut over the massive rock
well they spoke of it as if it were a giants causeway or something of the seven
wonders of the world . which would lead them to another field if you
made it up that steep hill , past the bull over the electric fence past the
local wildlife hidden in their borrows . Well I don’t think I ever wanted to go
through such an ordeal would you? Who would? But the cowboys and Indians loved
the adventure the harder the better mad things they were. They eventually came
to this derelict house. It seemed untouched for some reason but on closer
inspection all was not as it seemed. The boys looked in carefully just in case
they weren’t taken any chances you never know who could be in there or what. As
they walked closer they could hear this shuffling noise followed by snoring what
is that shouted Paul in his not broken voice he hadn’t matured quiet yet lads
said what squeaky head. ah get lost you lot I am sick of it but he had to get
on with it no matter what they all had their flaws hadn’t they he would get his
turn to laugh at them . Well they got closer and wiped the dirty window with
their sleeves they were already filthy. and there in front of their eyes was a
figure all huddled up in a ball by the fireside which had gone out there was
nothing inside but old newspapers and a head line caught my brothers eye “LOCAL
SCHOOL BEEN BROKEN INTO “. Oh my god went paddy Paul covered his mouth with his
dirty sleeve shut up paddy do you want get us all killed this guy must be some
sort of fruit cake we need to get out of here now and I mean now just then the
man awoke from his sleep . Whose out there he shouted help roared the boys well
they shot off like the hairs of hell faster than than a flea on a dog they were.
as they climbed well jumped the gate Thomas got stuck oh holy god please set me
free he roared but the lads were gone they probably assumed he was behind
trying to save their own skin more like it ha . meanwhile I was sat at home in
the garden bored out of my tree if only I could have been on this adventure the
excitement sure I was later on in their stories . So getting back to Thomas and
his terrible dilemma he was going no where fast stuck on the gate still but why?
Well his pants had got caught up on the wire bit on the side of it. The man who
sleeps well did was getting closer Thomas taught to himself I swear to god if
you set me free I will go to mass one Sunday in the month okay every Sunday and
I will change my ways like hell he would pigs would fly before this great
events would take place . This stranger hobo was getting closer and closer
before he was right in front of Thomas. Thomas was nearly fainting at his stage
with the fear that filled his body sweat was dripping down his pale face then
came the vomit all over the grass . Don’t hurt me he shouted to this stranger. Then
came a deep voice from the man I wont hurt you why would I?
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