It all felt wrong though. Meeting a bloke for intimacy of any kind without having associated with him before was so bloody alien to me. Even the weather turned against me. The bus didn’t turn up, and the heavens opened. I had my mac on, but no umbrella, so I waited under the cover of the bus shelter. My ardour, what there was of one, rapidly cooled. So when the black Pilot pulled up I was ready for plucking. Cheerful, Ready Eddy leant over and opened the passenger door. I didn’t need asking.
Hypnotic, the wiper squealed back and forth barely coping with the torrents. “Where yer going?” Eddy inquired.
I shook my head. “Nowhere, Ed. Plain bloody nowhere.”
“Yeah, understand that. That’s exactly where Ray will take you. Bloody nowhere.”
“He’s helped. Don’t knock him,” I warned.
“You shoul
