Dave

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His mum made a little jogging on the spot motion with her arms and legs and said he was running with Jesus now because he won a cross country race about 100 years ago but I know he probably stopped half way around for a spliff and cut the course to win the race even at work he smoked he rolled one up before his shift and kept it in a biro clipped to his breast pocket like all the good nurses did until his wife thought she had snakes coming out of her head and he didn’t leave the house for nearly two years straight then his mum picked him up and dropped him back into her life so he lived with her for a bit and a Staffordshire bull terrier called Stephanie who only had half a tail she said he was happy I’d found a nice girl but I know he didn’t give a shit as long as he was into a bottle of wine before lunch he always ate grapes on the side funnily enough people used to call him ‘The Body’ because he worked out in his room I could hear him panting all the time and once I heard him wanking so hard it sounded like a jackhammer on a concrete floor some friends of friends used to take the piss out of him for wearing jeans that were way too tight he sort of bulged out of everything but they never really liked us and we never really liked them and when I broke down in the back of the car it wasn’t because I missed him but because I’d achieved something that looked like what people expect of happiness and he never did before I left so I let the guilt slip and that’s about the whole of it or my part anyway