John Baker’s Blog

It weren’t me I don’t ‘member being there. No sir.
This’s not how I’d do and I never left this place to do nothing. Not me. I’d sure ‘member something like that. I’m not going down for something like that. I’m clean in this respect.
Permission to speak, sir?
Some other guy might’ve but I wasn’t the one [...]

A sample:
My single friends (and believe me I’m not the only one, there are scores of us) have various solutions to the problem. Marsha, for example, said, six months ago when we had lunch at Nicole’s beneath the bevelled mirrors among a hundred other women identically dressed in pastel cashmere, ‘Alix, you really don’t understand [...]

‘It’s not working,’ Geordie said. ‘You were right, what you said about Janet and Ralph and me and Echo all living in the same house. It doesn’t work.’
Sam sighed. ‘What’re you doing about it?’
‘Dunno. I just know it’s not working. That’s the stage I’ve come to. The first stage. Now I know that, I’ll go [...]

‘How’s the novel doing?’
JD considered. ‘When you say How’s the novel doing, you could be referring to that collection of prose narratives that’ve been around for the last couple of hundred years, and which continue to pop up from time to time; or you could be making a personal inquiry about the book I’m writing.’
Sam [...]