16th August 2007 - Elephants and fish

Dad kept saying elephants today. During what he was trying to say, every now and then, he'd say elephant. It was not aiding understanding. He's also started talking very quietly. It's very difficult to hold on to what he's saying, to try and keep listening to him while the cursing and cleaning and interjections go on around but when he speaks so slowly, so quietly and smatters the sentences with elephants, all hope of understanding is lost.

Tweedle was banging on about her mother's goldfish. "Honest, ye should've see the pair thing. It'dve made yer heart bleed, so it wid. She'd hud it fir 10 year noo, but
towards the end it wiz a sin. It would jist swim roon and roon" ( what did it do before I wondered ? ) "going naewhere. Hud fin rot, some big swelling on it's erse, it looked manky. Ma big sister hud to flush it. I couldnae dae it. But someone hud tae, it wiz inhuman jist watching the pair soul swimmin' roon and roon like tha', I canny see an animal suffer like tha' and I hates them that can". Tweedle?! Have a look around you love! Watch Amy, watch Bruce, watch Margaret, Tam and Callum cicuitung in their own orbits of the place. Fucking hell.