My Father Was A Criminal

My father was a criminal. That in itself is interesting. One day I went to visit him but neither himself or his home was there. He had burnt his house down. It was written in the local newspaper that Michael Ahmed had said in the dock "I was frying chicken wings My Lord, when the fat caught fire." I do remember he did indeed have a love for chicken wings. I noted it on his "meals for the week" graph placed on the kitchen wall, as some kind of attempt at structure in his life. Unfortunately the Judge was not impressed and dad got marched off to Norwich Prison again, (he was a regular) this time for insurance fraud and arson.

My mother told me that when dad was young (a young criminal) there was a headline in the papers "Guns blazing in Soho". Yes, that was my dad too.