"YOU'RE LIKE JELLY".

Waffler drives along Dorset st and this big guy in a black wooly hat and black
leather jacket is standing on the road waving him down..

Waffler pulls over and the guy jumps in.
"Down towards Connolly station",he says.
They head down Gardiner st.
"I have a tip for a horse",he says.
"It's a 3 barrel name and I ca'nt remember the first 2 parts of the name",he says.
"That's helpful",thought Waffler.
"It's  plate",he says.   "What's that",says Waffler.

"The third word it's plate",he says '
"Plate",repeats Waffler.
"Yeah the thing you eat your dinner off,do you understand?",he says.
"I have a right one here",thinks Waffler.
"It's running from Fairyhouse",he says.
"I have lost a million over the years to the bookies",the guy says.
"I had 2 pubs and lost the lot on gambling",he says.
"You're in Fairyland",thinks Waffler about the guy.
"You're too soft for this game,you need toughen yourself up",the guy says to Waffler.
"Really,Do you think so?",says a puzzled Waffler.
"Yeah I am a tough nut myself and I can tell what people are like",he says.
"Which way ,now",says Waffler.
"Ah you've gone too far,turn around and go back",he says.
Waffler does a U ee.

"Up here",says the guy.
"Stop here",he says.
They pull outside a Hostel.




"I've been homeless for 14 years and I have finally been given my own place next week",he says.
He pays Waffler his fare and says,"Remember,toughen yourself up".
He extends his hand to Waffler to shake hands.

The guy squeezes Waffler's hand and Waffler nearly screams with the pain.
"Your hand is like Jelly",the guy says to Waffler.
"Okay",says Waffler,"I'm off to the gym tomorrow to toughen myself up".
The guy gets out of the Taxi and gives Waffler a playful jab on the shoulder.
"What a nutter",thinks Waffler to himself as he pulls away .