“Whey a won a load a money playin’ crash wi me mates, yer na from Jimmy Heeds and his brother and the two Paddy’s actually there was aboot six of us playin’ an whey I won aboot nine games so all me beer was paid for like.”
Kevin heard the key in the door and got another mug down from the wall for his mother.
No sooner had Kevin’s mother took off her coat and hung it up in the wardrobe that the rowing started.
“Where the hell have you been then shouted Alan from the scullery.”
“Never mind where I’ve been Mr you’ve been oot al day look at the state of you; you drunken slob.”
“Divven’t ye be callin’ me a drunken slob Mrs. He made to stand up and his wife pushed him back in his seat.”
“Now you listen to me Alan Skipsey this is the last time I’m waitin’in wi your dinner on the table do you hear me. The next time you can cook yer own dinna’
“I will come I when I like; I’m the boss in this hoose woman not yee.”
“So you bloody think so do you; well I’ll tell you lad the next time you stay oot all day I’m packin’ my bags an gannin’ back to me mothers hoose and we will see who’s the boss then.”
“Well you can please ya bloody sel on that Mrs.”
“See Kevin’ your fatha here doesn’t even care aboot us anymore.”
“Aye an you can stop bringin’ wor Kevin into this an al.’
“Will you stop fightin’ the pair of you’s shouted Kevin?
“Here drink your tea and shut up. I’ve got to gan to school the morrow.”
Kevin took his mug of tea then told his parents that he was going to bed.
Walking down the passage there was silence; Kevin opened his bedroom door then went inside he closed it after him then got undressed. He slipped under the covers and sat up to finish his mug of tea.
The arguing had stopped; Thank God he thought as he turned out the light and went to sleep.