Talking It Over [antikvár]

His, His or Her, Their Stuart My name is Stuart, and I remember everything. Stuart's my Christian name. My full name is Stuart Hughes. My fiill name: that's all there is to it. No middle name. Hughes was the name of my parents, who were married for twenty-five years. They called me Stuart. I didn't particularly like the name at first - I got called things like Stew and Stew-Pot at school - but I've got used to it. I can handle it. I can handle my handle. Sorry, I'm not very good at jokes. People have told me that before. Anyway, Smart Hughes - I think that'll do for me. I don't want to be called St John St John de Vere Knatchbull. My parents were called Hughes. They died, and now I've got their name. And when I die, I'll still be called Smart Hughes. There aren't too many certainties in this great big world of ours, but that's one of them. Do you see the point I'm making? Sorry, absolutely no reason why you should. I've only just started. You scarcely know me. Let's start again. Hullo, I'm Stuart Hughes, nice to meet you. Shall we shake hands? Right, good. No, the point I'm trying to make is this: everyone else around here has changed their name. That's quite a thought. It's even a bit creepy. Now, did you notice how I said everyone followed by their} 'Everyone has changed their name.' I did it deliberately,