Like all good things, this will have to come to an end. Terry yawns, pats and slaps at his paunch. His favourite chat-up line is ‘why have a six-pack when you can have the whole barrel?’
His interests are mathematical, scientific and astronomical. So it doesn’t take him long to cotton on to my tactics for playing chess. He can beat me in two, three moves. Or string things out like a cat with a mouse. I guess you could say this is disheartening. He sticks his thumbs in to his braces and yawns. His breath smells like mackerel.
But it’s not too bad once you get used to it.