Tuesday 29th AugustComing back to the present, I am going to the amusement arcade to see if I can find Alberto. It has occurred to me that in just over a week, I am still acting like a teacher. Dispensing justice, or trying to. Putting order into the disorder among people. Dealing with conflict between kids was an important part of my profession. I had just stepped it up somewhat, dealing with misbehaving adults instead of youngsters.
Jack and Belle are there again. Jack waves to me and Belle shouts over: “You’re back again, are ya? Can’t keep away.” They laugh, so do I.
“Yeah,” I shout back, “I wanna get another one of them teddies for me grand-kid,” as I head over to the big glass-case with that grabbing claw hovering above the pile of teddy-bears. The lovely old couple follow me over.
