A doc came to see me the other day, he needed help with his research website and he asked me where I was from, I told him Belfast. I looked at him and immediately knew he was ex-army, when you live in a trouble spot you know instinctively who is army and police and who is not, it’s a survival instinct.
He said to me “I lost a few mates over there in 85, all at the same time”
And he looked at me and I looked at him and we both know what he’s talking about, I’ve heard this before and there’s very little you can say apart from “I’m sorry, it was a terrible terrible time..” and we shared the moment..
And he says to me, in a very sombre way “aye, they were in an army truck…”
and I think I know what he’s about to say next when he changes it completely with..
“and a tree fell on them..” 😉
An I immediately remember the old joke we all told as kids… and grin.. and he says to me smiling “apparently the IRA planted it”
and I’m laughing more than I should, more out of relief, thinking Thank Christ it’s that old joke…but he had me going there for a minute..