meet up for a drink. We always got on, so I agreed. However, after only a couple of texts he started telling me about how he'd been in therapy since we last met and had had to resolve a load of issues about his violent dad otherwise he'd have killed himself.
Now, I'm not an unsympathetic man (well, actually, I am), but I hadn't seen the guy in more than four years and he starts blabbing on about his therapy and childhood traumas? What the fück is wrong with people these days? Why do they imagine everyone wants to hear about their shít? What's wrong with just keeping this crap to yourself?
I'm dreading meeting up with him now as I fear he's going to spend all night talking about his daddy issues.
Sucker! Shrinks are like hairdressers; naturally, part of the therapy would be to talk as freely as possible about it.
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."