Sunday, 5 February 2012

Andy The Arsonist

This afternoon we're off to visit an old friend of ours, Andy, who's currently serving a three week prison sentence for arson.
To get to the prison where he's currently incarcerated involves travelling across London, which is something that I'd rather not do today, because (a) it's very cold outside and (b) Sundays are made for sitting in the pub.
But Tony is adamant that this afternoon we'll do our best to bring a smile to our friend's face, who wouldn't be where he is today, if he hadn't decided to burn down his old school.
Tony reckons that the attack was Andy's way of telling society that his old teachers never gave him the education he deserved, and it's because of them his life has become a total disaster.
I can't say that I agree with Tony, because as I told him, Andy's criminal record proves that the boy is no stranger to the long arm of the law, and that he has no concept of what is right, and what is wrong.
Tony's says that I'm being too harsh on our friend, and that although he's served time for shoplifting, drug dealing, car theft, handling stolen goods, stalking, and urinating in public, he's basically a good man, whose gone slightly off the rails.
I have to admire Tony's ability to see some good in even the lowest form of human life, and have told him that I hope Andy appreciates the fact that we're going to forsake a Sunday afternoon in the pub, to visit him.

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