After the reading, we strolled down Brownlow Hill
for a Guinness and a chaser at The Vines
next to The Adelphi on Lime Street –
a Walker’s pub in Edwardian baroque.
The westering sun lit the stained glass windows.
We were both young men then. He had been married
the year before. I would be married
later that year. His first book had been published
by Faber and Karl Miller’s prescient review
seemed genuinely to bemuse and amuse him.