Saturday, 19 September 2009
Z speaks to Al
I need money. Cash, that is, right now, and more than I can get out of the cash machine on one day. I phoned Al and asked if he could let me have £700 if he hadn't banked yesterday's takings yet. "What, now?" he asked. "Well, this morning." "Um, okay, I can do that." I explained, briefly, "just so you don't think I'm being blackmailed or something." "Ve haff your husband and the ransom is £700?" "Hm, indeed, be a bit of an insult really, wouldn't it?"