A story about Mr. R
Dear Oliver, I know I only wrote last week (not that I have any idea still if you're receiving any of these letters) but I just had to drop a quick one over after I had a bit of a flashback to an old memory, and it got me thinking about someone who I think would be a good influence in your life. I'm meeting up with some friends soon that I haven't seen in a long time and it got me thinking about other people from the past and I wondered if Mr. R is still in the fold with your clan? I really hope so. He's a good man. If you're anything like me then I'd bet you get on well with him. When your mother and I split she kept some of my belongings 'hostage' for a few days for some reason that I'll probably never know. But the day she released the hostages (well, everything except my car which she basically stole ) and 'allowed' me to come and collect them, I remember Mr. R being stood on the landing between the two flights of ...