Late riser, reader treasures

Boyfriend Maiyuu has invested in a cheap bottle of sherry.

He didn’t know what sherry was, but knew I could probably drink it.

He served a small amount of this foul-looking liquid to me with ice to see what would happen.

I didn’t know what he’d bought, and he didn't say. I gave it a taste.

‘Bitter!’ I said.

‘It’s Spanish,’ he said.

‘It’s better for cooking,’ I said.

I suspect he knew at least that much, or he wouldn’t have bought it.

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At 3pm, I dropped in to Ball’s place. He had just risen for the day, and was wandering around in a flimsy pair of shorts which he wears to bed.

How enchanted are the lives of the young.

I had finished one shift at work, and had another pending. Earlier in the day, I had written a blog post, gone for a run, and a swim. He had slept through all of it.

‘Let me put on a shirt,’ he said, slipping upstairs with the girlfriend, who was back at home for a break from her supermarket job.

They were away a long time, and I was tired of waiting. Instead, I sought out his brother-in-law Tum, who was sitting next in the next room with his young child. Ball’s younger brother, Beer (Mr B), was there too.

‘I have asked my company whether you can get work there as a group,’ I said. 'The answer is yes.'

Previously, I had asked about Ball's prospects if he turned up alone, and taken him to meet the boss. However, Ball wasn't interested.

I explained the details. My company would also be happy to hire him, Ball and Mr B if they turned up as a threesome in search of piecemeal work.

Ball had expressed a desire to work with family or friends, rather than having to spend the day in the company of staff he didn't know. His Mum had asked me if Tum and Mr B could go along too.

‘If you are interested, let me know, and I will tell the man who hires staff. He will call you. If he likes the way you work, he will keep calling,’ I said. ‘Some staff work for us most days.’

I gave him an example of how much money piecemeal workers can earn.

Tum, who has the most magnificent smile and calm manner, looked impressed. However, he probably won’t take up the offer.

When I had entered the place, I had found him talking on the phone.

‘As it happens, the boss of a cosmetics company just called. I applied for a job there a month ago, but someone who was recommended by a friend jumped in ahead of me and took the job instead.

‘They are now interested in taking me on for another position, so I won’t have to look for work anywhere else,’ he said.

That leaves only Ball and Mr B. Given that Ball is not interested in the kind of work offered – too repetitive and boring, he says – the chances of his turning up alone or even with his brother look remote.

He could just tell his younger brother not to bother, and that would be that.

Mr B rarely, if ever talks. I can’t see him standing up to his elder sibling.

I will tell his mother what happened anyway. I can’t see her standing up to her son either...he’s too wilful.

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