Away Kit

Upstairs in Woolworth’s ; nobody about, except for that old bloke poking among the classical music cassettes. I stick the West Ham socks into the lining of my snorkel parka and move on down the aisle. I fit a book on wildlife under the waistband of my jeans. His hand covers my shoulder like a meat epaulette as I’m led away to the back office.
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