Tom. Dutchmans. Apology.

This has been a difficult day (as most are)
I had to bite the bullet, and return to The Dutchmans.
Where I started a bit of a fight last week.....

The regulars were cool enough, knowing me, and all, and most of the wounds were healing nicely.

Except Chick's. But he walked in front of that one anyway, so really its his fault.

I did the Manly Thing, shook hands, promised fealties, bought pints and small wans, did the Right Thing.

Tom (the subject), was coola boola too. A Helluva Man.

Tom; "He threw him out, wheelchair and all! I saw it! The bollix.
Peter; "The fuck he did, it was the brother"
Tom; "No, I saw it with these four eyes, he done that."
Peter; "He's only a fuck, annyway. May he die roaring for an ambulance AND a priest.
Tom; "There are only two types of people you remember in your life"
Peter; " Go on......"
Tom; " Those that do you a good turn, and those that do you a bad turn..."

"The limitless capacity for forgiveness defines our humanity" Tom.