for dinner I end up at Ali Baba’s Kebab House in Aston. Your safe here because of all the security cameras. Although I don’t if there here for our saftey or the Primary school across the road.
As it happens more kebab meat on stalks. I have chips and a somais.
A bit later on and I’m round Gregs. I look under the plant pots, I look under the mat. Where the hell is the key then? I text him and await a reply in another lifetime.
I head round mine and relax to some music and my book.