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After that, I saw him about once or twice a week. He always came to see me. He lived in a small house on the outskirts of West Bromwich and said that I wouldn’t want to meet him there.

‘You think Dudley’s bad, you should see West Brom mate,’ he used to say.

After I’d known him for about a year, I invited him to meet Tina and Roger.

‘Roger?’ he said. ‘You mean that’s really a name? I thought it had been made up. I don’t think I’ve ever met a Roger. Where do these two live then?’

‘Bewdley.’

‘What, out in the sticks? Sheepshaggers are they? You used to knock about with this Tina then. What’s she like?’

‘She’s like married. That was all a long time ago.’

‘It’s about time you got someone else mate. You’re pulling in enough money. You want to get yourself a girlfriend before you do your eyesight some permanent damage. How are we getting there? Tractor? Coracle?’

‘I’m driving,’ I said.

‘Count me in. I’ve always wanted to spend a night with the yokels. Can I dress casual?’

‘Do you ever do anything else?’

‘Not for your sake mate. I just wouldn’t want to give poor old Roger too much of a shock.’

‘I think he can cope with you,’ I said.

‘You never know,’ said Dermot, with an evil little grin.