Monkey Wrench [antikvár]

I only wanted a bunch of bananas. I was on my way to the shop to buy them when I saw a bunch of kids circling and yowling like hyenas. They chanted,'Dirty DawnStinks like a prawn.She lost her braIn a punter's carAnd she don't know where her knickers are.'Dawn is trouble. She's a mess and a waste of space. She's always on the piss. 1 crossed over to the other side of the road. If she saw me she'd expect me to get rid of the kids and wheel her home in a barrow. 1 ducked into Hanif s shop instead.I took my time behind the shelves. If I stayed there long enough Dawn would puU herself together and shamble off without my help. Helping people always ends in tears. And helping drunks is a total waste of time. They're never grateful, they don't pay their debts and they've got rotten memories. What's the point in being nice to someone who can't remember how nice you've been? Tell me that. The only point in doing someone a favour is if they remember and do you a favour back.Besides, angry wasps are better-natured than the kids in this part of London. Take a tip from me - if you like a quiet life don't ever get yourself outnumbered by kids. I was a kid once myself so 1 know how evil they can be once they get into a pack. Normal rules don't apply to a pack, and a little kid who wouldn't do hokey-cokey on his own becomes Conan the Barbarian in a bunch. Come to think of it, that's true of grown-ups as weU.I know about crowds. I should do, I'm a wrestler.