He said, “you have a flair for words”
I said, “you have a flare for trousers.”
“What”, he asked me, “do you think of Bukowski?”
"I never”, I told him, "think of Bukowski.”
He asked, “who’s your favourite poet?”
I answered: “ Simon Sweetman.”
He asked, “what do you think of Faulkner?”
I told him, “I never think of Faulkner.”
He pondered: “How should we conclude?”
