John Turney has returned from a stay in Holland; he’s descended on us a couple of times but I’ve hardly spoken to him, feeling unable to muster anything other than a monosyllabic grunt when he’s around. His insistence about all manner of uncomfortable subjects makes me uneasy and I find his selfishness annoying.
This was illustrated tonight: he sold Barry two joints for 50p each and then proceeded to join in their smoking.
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