It's funny, really. This mate of mine was blind. He used to take photographs. He took his camera with him everywhere and photographed things he knew were there but couldn't see himself. It was like to prove that things were real even if he couldn't see them with his own eyes... I know that sounds pretty crazy but he had a point in a bizarre way. Even if you can see everything around you, you don't always know what's real. Take me and this woman Celia for an example. I thought she loved me. here was I a young bloke interested in her. She had to be grateful...you know the usual conceited arrogance of youth? Except she wasn't in the least interested in me. All she wanted to do was stick a knife in my mate because he wouldn't notice her....I was just the only thing she could find that Martin actually cared about. So she shafted him - and tried to ruin me in his eyes at the same time. What for? Just to punish a man who didn't love her. I was blind. Celia was blind. It wasn't just Martin who was blind. Christ, that's a bit deep, eh? You must think I'm a real doofus. I'm not really like this...usually I'm just plain dim....[he smiles over at her] Heard enough about me then? You hungry? Fancy getting a bite to eat somewhere? I'm bloody sick of my own cooking anyway..
