The Matlock Elegies

摘要

Who, in Matlock, would hear me if I cried my heart out after a night on the lash? Half of Crown Square, the massed crowds queuing at the Turkish Delight, or for taxis to take them to the Pav for more drinks, a fight, a fuck. The ghosts of John Smedley, Rum-Turn Billy Young's Son and Mickey Morris scouring the streets for the sons of children they remember, to bother and bore with their dead gossip and stories we'll not need until they can't be found.