This Is The Way. Gavin Corbett

sit there steady a minute don’t be trying too much I says and he rolling his head round his shoulders. Don’t need to be rushing to have a shower you’re not that bad I says.

      No he says. Then he says to me this, he says do you know where Grafton Street is.

      Yes I do I says.

      Good he says. He reached in his pocket his good hand and he had a bundle of money, must have been two three hundred euros.

      Do you know where the Tommy Hilfiger store on Grafton Street is he says.

      The what I says.

      I heard there’s a Tommy Hilfiger store on Grafton Street he says.

      Where did you hear that I says.

      I asked someone he says.

      Who I says.

      Someone on the street before meeting you he says.

      You were fucking dying taking a turn I says and you ask someone where the fucking, I couldn’t remember the name of the place.

      Tommy Hilfiger store he says. It’s a clothes shop. A big operation he says.

      I says the only fucking operation you should have been worried about is the one they done on your hand.

      Here he says giving me the money. Get me a long sleeve polo shirt large size. Blue or white or black or brown but don’t get pink. And get me a pair of jeans not too loose at the ankles make sure. They do smart ones Tommy Hilfiger he says. I’m a thirty six waist thirty four in the leg.

      Want me to get anything else with this money I says.

      He reached in his pocket again pulled out another fifty.

      Take this too in case he says.

      Will I go down there now I says.

      Whenever he says. Oh listen he says. Will you look out for something else for me. Will you see about getting me one of them wire camp beds. I wouldn’t want to be throwing you out of your own bed. And I’m too sick to sleep on the floor he says.

      This was too much to be hearing, I had to get out now, I had to do some thinking about all this.

      I went for the door I says Arthur.

      Yes he says.

      Nothing I says. Then I says no I’ll just say this.

      I smacked the frame of the door my back to him.

      What he says.

      I turned I says I’ll talk to you when I get back.

      He says why you talking to your Uncle Arthur like that.

      I stopped again I says no just tell me this. Tell me this. Are you worried about me kicking you out on the street. Because you can tell me you know. You can tell me the truth I says.

      He says aren’t you after getting awful big.

      He looked at me.

      I didn’t say nothing, then goodbye I says.

       4

      Judith said to me to write because I am literate but I did not think of anything to begin. I did not understand and the truth of it is I wanted to forget it. I wanted to walk out of her room. I said I did not like the smell of coffee because I did not like coffee to drink. She said there was no smell of coffee because she was not allowed bring coffee in that room, she said that that was the smell of rotted paper. She said we could go in another room. The other room was brighter and had newer books and like the first room it had the marks of wood pressed in the concrete. She laughed at me she said I had more interest in the building than anything. Maybe that’s your calling was the word she used. I said it to her I should have built buildings. She said no that she meant I should have designed them.

      Then we started again. Would you like to talk to me she says.

      About what I says.

      Look she says and she took me and brought me the way we came. We went in a room beside the first one we were in. The books were bigger but they were brown and again I thought about the smell of coffee.

      We’re not going to stay here but I just wanted to give you a sense says Judith. She says think of all that these volumes contain. She picked up one book and dropped it on a pile of others and it made a clap.

      We went out that room and we went to get water from a machine but the machine was empty. So then we went up the stair to get juice from a fridge. Then we went back to the room that was brightest and had the new books.

      I want to tell you a story she says. We’ll see if this sparks something. I want to tell you about the Lambton Worm she says. The Lambton Worm is a well known folk tale from northern England. It concerns as you might have guessed a monster. Some people say this monster had many legs on the side of its body and some people say it had no legs. How do you think it might have looked she says.

      I did not know.

      In the tale of the Lambton Worm a boy called John catches a creature that looked like an eel she says.

      Did he catch it in a river I says.

      Yes says Judith.

      Then it was an eel I says.

      John threw the creature down a well says Judith. The creature grew to a colossal size. Years later it slithered out of the well and terrorised the towns folk of Lambton. The funny thing is how the tale has changed over the years. The reason it has changed so much is that there are more spoken versions of the story than written ones. The story has versions even in other countries. In New York there is an urban myth about a baby crocodile that was flushed down the toilet by somebody who was given it as a pet but who didn’t want it. The crocodile grew to full size even to an abnormally big size and lived in the sewers of New York for years.

      Many times after being in the library me and Judith would get food in the university. We might go for a walk around the gardens of it. She said she could talk to the grounds man about getting me a job but I don’t know anything about trees. One time we stood in the gardens and looked at the outside of the library. Judith said it was a wonderful and mysterious building. She said it was a puzzle the inside of it and it was a luxury but what it done for people was not a luxury. She said it was like a shelter, it was built of rock and concrete, it was a safe place. She says to me you should never be afraid of it Anthony. You are safe here you are safe in all these grounds, enjoy them. Enjoy the music of the bells she says. We walked over cobbles she says feel the smoothness of them under your feet, you can almost feel the smoothness run up your leg.

      This one time she gave me a card. She said I could use it to get in the library on my own to look at the books.

      But don’t tell anyone I’ve given this to you she says.

      Why I says.

      It could compromise me the word she used.

      I says what is compromise.

      It would put me in an awkward position she says.

      She gave me a book. It was a pad. She said did I have a pen and I said I’d get one. She said she wanted me to write. I was to go home. She said I did not have to go home straight away but I was to go home to the room in the house. She said she wanted me to write something down. To begin I had to think of one moment or a person. I must not try to get it all in she said. Just one moment or a person, and funny, I thought of Arthur. This is what I wrote.

      Arthur has gone the furthest of anyone we know. He left in his van and he lives in it. Now I don’t know where he is. He could be in Spain. He has seen things the rest of his people has never seen though there are some of us have travelled around as far as him. He is seeing mountains. He could be in France. He could be in Africa or China. In fact he has been to those places. What he does is buy things