Dave in well beloved is a self made taxi driver Mohawk but scragglier. Half shaved moustache greying on inspection. Leather pirate buckle shoes with no socks. Ankle swingers. Solid denim properties. Typical of the deptford class of trapeze artist. Introduces himself by pretending to know me. " hey what's you're name again?" Outstretched claws around his warm palm . A strange confusion inside as he has the exact eyes, bounce n voice of the other Dave. I could ask if they're connected but don't. "What do you do then?" "Yeah, for a living kinda thing" "brilliant, great"
Used to work for government civil service, a painter and designer. Now retired but not old enough .
Story- homeless guy who did ( not not done) some really bad things - well he was sat there chatting ( to me?) then all of a sudden he leant back and put his head under the wheel of the bloody bus! d-river said thank god for that- and the whole bus cheered!
"Yeah nice to meet you and keep at the painting [huh?].. I hope you make them as clever as you" [uh?].
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