Then there was a short, stocky Scot with a gammy leg/foot.... can't remember his name.
he phoned me once to say he had heard that i was making fun of his gammy leg and in the time honoured fashion of dont go to bed in a provoked state he thought it best to speak to me about it. i said excuse me but who told you this. he told me that it had been reported to him by danny hollis - who was in fact the actual teller of said joke (but who was going thru a breakdown at the time)
i then said that in the interest of being open and truthful let me tell you that i dont go round mocking your affliction but in all honesty i dont defend you much either and for this reason - i dont much care for you. you have stayed at my home, eaten my food, been treated to anniversary presents and nights at the theatre...and i absolutely don't expect anything in return - because i do this to a lot of people cos i can and i want to - but i don't expect you to see me in the assembly corridor and put your head down and shuffle past me.
he said i didnt see you but if i ever do that again feel free to kick me.
i resisted the urge to say well i would do but you've already got a gammy leg.
wish i had now...see that was my problem - always thinking before i spoke - got me into a pile of trouble.