Pretty weird. There’s this guy who always gets on my bus at the weekend when I go into town to look at records. I’d say he’s in his late twenties or early thirties and he stood out to me because he looks a bit like Our Bamos. Every time I see him, he’s always with his mum, going into town to do whatever it is they do together. Occasionally, I’ll see them during the week; he’s always walking a couple of paces behind her, meekly sipping from a can of Coke, despite being a big bloke. I don’t get it. Doesn’t he have a life of his own? Does he have to hang out with his mother all the time, talking about inane crap? It’s not like she’s a frail old biddy, I would guess that she is only about 50-odd and quite healthy; nor does he appear to need her constant care, ‘cause he looks like he could care for himself. So what gives?
Do you know anyone like that? Are you that person? Do you hang out with yer maw all the time? Am I just being horrible?