Bill, Bingo and Bram 12

　　I handed Bill his specs(眼镜,规格) , and he peered at the dog, tutting to himself as he did so.

　　"Aye, Old Bram, lying out in the yard. Waiting for his life to start up again." He shook his head, wistfully.

　　"Lay out yonder, just outside the door there. If you could see to the sides of the picture you'd see the yard hasn't changed all that much. Well, my mother kept the flower beds better than me ..."

　　I was surprised, I had always thought Bill's family had lived in Clare Street, a street up from this one.

　　"Oh, we did, but we moved when I was a baby. I can't remember ever living there."

　　I looked out of the window into Bill's back yard. I could see the back door. Bram had lain in this yard, just near to the door. Just a couple of feet from the door.

　　On my way home, stepping carefully through the ice and snow, I turned thoughts this way and that.