Every Sodding Thing
Andrew O’Hagan, 25 January 2001
“... easy it would be to leave if I wanted to. But I was fine there. All I wanted was to stare at the brown carpet for a minute or two. ‘You can smoke out there if you want to. It doesn’t bother me,’ she shouted from the bedroom. ‘It’s OK, Mrs McFarlane,’ I said over my shoulder. ‘I don’t smoke cigarettes.’ ‘I don’t know why not,’ she ... ”