{"id":1582,"date":"2023-04-23T16:10:36","date_gmt":"2023-04-23T16:10:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.swanseawriterscircle.co.uk\/blog\/?p=1582"},"modified":"2023-04-23T16:10:41","modified_gmt":"2023-04-23T16:10:41","slug":"still-cooking-still-kicking","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.swanseawriterscircle.co.uk\/blog\/still-cooking-still-kicking\/1582\/","title":{"rendered":"Still Cooking, Still Kicking"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><em>Wednesday<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI <strong>still<\/strong> take her a cup of&nbsp; bed tea every morning <strong>and<\/strong> cook the evening meal <strong>and<\/strong> do all the cleaning&#8230;\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Chess looked at the blob-blank faces of his 2 drinking companions and raised a glass of Best.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSince that first morning of our honeymoon&#8230;.\u201d Faces kindled in anticipation of the oft repeated salacious details to come. Except they didn&#8217;t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c35 years I&#8217;ve done it. She just lies in bed all day.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Deprived of oxygen, interest flickered then died. Disclosure time, Chess decided.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOur sex life is dead. That&#8217;s why I&#8217;ve booked myself a flight to Bangkok. One way. After Friday you won&#8217;t see me till I&#8217;m fully re-trained.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Eyes focussed, necks lengthened, ears strained, cheeks rosied. Gratified he continued but in a conspiratorial voice so low I could catch only occasional words &#8211;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cJade Buddha, temples, lady-boys, kick boxing, massage parlours,\u201d -plus \u201cOhs\u201d and \u201cAhs\u201d punctuated with laughter.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<!--more-->\n\n\n\n<p><em>Friday<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I had arrived late .They were at their usual table. I took mine. To disguise my eavesdropping, I extracted my mobile, opened G-mail and focussed my gaze downwards on the Inbox. Gareth was holding the stage. After nodding to me he continued.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI been once. .. with Frank, the boy, on access week. Thought he would \/ might respond to the&nbsp; different culture. Daphne, the ex, wasn&#8217;t keen but the social worker had cleared it with their legal. Spent most of our time in McDonalds and The English Chippy. And Dream World &#8216;s haunted house. Might as well have gone to Barry Island.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNot <strong>my<\/strong> style\u201d I heard Chess say as he stood up to leave. \u201cYou know I was in Special Forces. I leave tomorrow. Keep in touch boys.\u201d&nbsp; And winking \u201cI&#8217;ll send photos!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Monday,- six weeks later.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Some think the Old Lion much improved by recovering the leatherette seats, re-tiling the floor and painting over the loos&#8217; (for me) educational graffiti. I must admit a sentimental attachment to the whiffs from old carpet soured with spilled alcohol and slobbering canines. I missed the familiar lived-in-and-loved nostalgia it had absorbed of celebrations, commiserations, assignations, declarations and altercations from tongues struggling for traction on a loosening slide of alcohol.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I had visited every&nbsp; Monday, Wednesday and Friday since Chess&#8217;s departure. He<strong> had <\/strong>sent photos.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cFuck me, what&#8217;s he up to there? Looks more athletic than the Chess we know!\u201d It was Marvin&#8217;s rarely heard mouse-squeak of a voice as together they devoured Gareth&#8217;s phone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Chess entered, leaner, tanned, his limp was less pronounced.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSaa-wat-dee.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHow&#8217;s things at home now? How&#8217;s Maureen?\u201d&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMaureen? Got her to join me in week 2. She&#8217;s a natural, so my old work-buddy Colonel Ratanaporn thinks. From a complete beginner got her to kick-box Khan level 2 in just 4 weeks. Transformation; she makes morning tea for me. 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