Sunday Session SE02E09

My Mate Paul lived over the back of my street in the housing estate in South London where I grew up. His Dad was a bus driver with black slicked back hair and a thin face with a long pointed nose, he didn’t say much. His sister was skinny but pretty, always doing her hair and shouting at Paul. His mum was really nice, and always very welcoming. She was thin with brown permed hair and she wore one of the those old fashioned 80’s “cleaning lady” overcoats, the cheap ones. Maybe she was actually a cleaner or maybe she just wore it as a kind of housecoat as a lot of women did in those days, I don’t know, I was young at this time, around 11 maybe 12, something like that. She smoked a lot, in fact the whole family puffed away like chimneys all day long. They all had that smoker look about them too, lined faces, grey skin. Paul had buck teeth & he was small, he was forever getting sores around his lips because of his teeth they were really bad, I hope he got them fixed at some point. His whole