hope never to have to send you this letter but, just in case,
I’d like to give you my perspective of my last visit.
first, let me take you back to Thursday night, 23 May. You
were very surprised to receive my late call. “Are
you drunk?” Bev was visiting. She’d wanted
to buy some lamps. I remember asking whether or not she’d
bought any and you replied she was thinking about it.
wanted to confirm arrangements: you’d said you’d
be spending a week with me before you left for the UK. While
we spoke you made known you’d visit if it were within
your power and that it was immaterial to you whether or not
you remained or visited before you left for the UK. I was
confused. You were the one to suggest the arrangement in the
first place! I thought about our conversation and I received
an SMS wishing me a good night and sweet dreams. The following
day, I e-mailed you I felt hurt and I asked you a question:
what do you want? I told you to do what made you feel happy
and I meant it.
SMSs the next day were reassuring but when I spoke to you
later that afternoon, I received a verbal ”bollocking”.
You were nasty. “You bring out the best in me.”
“No, I don’t. I am a bad
man. I am mean.” You called
me a hypocrite. I had judged you unfairly. "You
know I stuck my foot in my mouth. Now you are making mountains
out of molehills. Please do not do that. I will be there before
I go to the UK.”
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