March 29th, 1989

March 29th, 1989

At home

Jon – I rang him.

“McGarr! To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“I just wanted to say a huge thank you for delivering my car.”

“Not a problem, happy to help and all that. Did you get your insurance sorted?”

“Yes, I did thanks and you were right, they were really helpful. Oh and I owe you money for the detailing.”

“No you don’t.”

“Yes, I do. I left the country without paying you.”

“Consider it a gift.”

“I can’t do that.”

“Why not?” he asked.

“You already negotiated the price of the car down by a few hundred quid.”

“Well if it’ll make you feel better you can buy me a pint or two next time you’re down this way.”

“Phew, might be cheaper for me to pay for the detailing.”

He chuckled. “Are you insinuating I like beer?”

“I’d say you have more than a slight penchant for it.”

“Can’t argue with you on that one. So, how are you finding the car? Is it running well?”

“I’ve only driven it once but that will change today.”

“Where you off to?”

“Not sure yet but I’ll be taking my mum, Nana and little cousin out.”

“Your cousin’s the first kid I’ve met with a Glaswegian accent. She was dead cute.”

“She really is.”

“And shy. Unlike you McGarr.”


Pamsy – A few minutes of catching up about Bermuda and Easter, before I said, “You’re never going to believe this, but they caught the people who robbed us in Orlando.”

“No way! How do you know?”

“I rang Miriam on our turnaround at Tampa airport and she filled me in.”

“That’s mental. Do we have to go back and testify?”

“I don’t believe so. Would you want to?”

“Might be fun, like being on an American tv show. We could saunter into the court room in our big shoulder pads.”

I laughed. “I doubt it’s really like that.”

“I’m just kidding. Can you come down this weekend?”

“Sorry, no. I’m off to Lagos on Friday.”

“For how long?”

“I’ll be back Monday.”

“Come down then, I have a few days leave.”

“I can’t, Ben’s coming home on Sunday.”

“He’s coming back already? Didn’t he just leave?”

“Doesn’t feel like it.”


This afternoon I took Ann to see “Twins,” with Arnold Schwarzenegger and Danny DeVito. It was a pretty awful film but appropriate for a thirteen year old. Ann laughed her way through it and in between mouthfuls of popcorn and overpriced sweets, she kept telling me how much she was enjoying herself. Mum and Nana saw “Rain Man,” with Tom Cruise and Dustin Hoffman and mum has literally not stopped gushing about Dustin Hoffman’s performance, so much so that I need to see if for myself.
Tonight, we went to The Vic in Wolverton (having a car really does make going out easier.) Mum told anyone who cared to listen that they need to see “Rain Man.”

When we got home from the pub, mum pulled out some of the old photo albums and we spent hours going through them. I love all the stories behind the photo’s, especially the old ones.













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