The only other thing he taught me was this:
HIM: That thing you were doing in the bath last night, you've got to stop doing that.
ME: What thing?
HIM: Don't act smart, you know what I'm talking about.
ME: But I was just playing with the water ...
HIM: Look, I'm ordering you, stop it. It'll turn you blind and give you mental children.
This is me saluting. I'm sorry I don't have a photo of me wanking.
I was much too far out all my life
And not waving but drowning.
- Stevie Smith's 1957 poem.