She bought him the bar
The satin oak, that wouldn't let Friday or Saturday night soak ...in
She fixed chandeliers above every table
Bought him a wine cooler full of dom perignons
and uniformed the staff, so the cocktails made themselves
She bought him the finest canapés he couldn't pronounce
Put it all on her business account
She bought him Sinatra in surround sound
The best musicians from around the town
Brought in all walks of life, his future wife
and it all... went up his nose
She heard there'd be screaming traffic, skeleton trees and a sea of regrets. But she was faced with gentle closure and a field in bloom where it was just too good to wake
And he played his violin over bread and dripping as Westminster conducted him. He scorned new phones, peroxide trainers and tattoos.
He wanted budgeting - bread and dripping and Westminster conducted him
We did Paris and I got sick.
I just about made it from a day in bed to the bistro next door.
I ordered dry fettuccine and the waiter met me_with a blank face_
She bought fashion magazines but wanted the Louvre -
Flicked through TV channels but needed subtitles.
And when I was able, we walked by the Seine.
Traced the citrus notes over the waves
. and then hung on to the railings.
We walked until the blisters on my feet were like radishes.
Gave a begging man, freshly squeezed orange juice and a block of dark chocolate.
He.kissed.the.air.
We made it to the Eiffel tower but didn't have the money to go up or even to buy one from a suitcase.
And so we broke bread on the grass and watched.
That was Paris for us.
Workers wear overtime on the catwalk
It's vogue for the everyman
I do solemnly declare I did not enjoy my day off
I started work in my sleep and finished in A&E
Ah but...
'In my day we worked when we were dead.'
I paid by finance and felt as though I was cheating on my wife.
Tell me why I'm headed to jail?
Because you still haven't paid the interest on Sunday's lunch.