A Partisan's Daughter
“I came by on the day that Airey Neave was killed by the IRA, and found Roza in a penitent mood because she had been horrible to the Bob Dylan Upstairs. She was consoling herself with a bottle of white wine from the fridge, and she offered me some, so I said, “I’d love one, but don’t ever let me drink more than a glass and a half!”
“Why not? It’s good for you. Without wine there is no civilisation,” said Roza, and I replied, “Well, it isn’t good for me. It makes me go very strange. I’ve almost h...ad to stop, so a glass and a half’s my limit.”
“Ooh, what does it do to you?” she asked, her eyes bright with a sort of delighted curiosity.
“Do you know that story about Jekyll and Hyde?”
“Who?”
“Jekyll and Hyde. I don’t suppose there’s any reason why you would have heard of it. It’s about a doctor who takes a potion and it turns him into a murderer until the potion wears off. Well, that’s what happens with alcohol and me, except that it’s me who usually ends up nearly being murdered.MoreLess
“Why not? It’s good for you. Without wine there is no civilisation,” said Roza, and I replied, “Well, it isn’t good for me. It makes me go very strange. I’ve almost h...ad to stop, so a glass and a half’s my limit.”
“Ooh, what does it do to you?” she asked, her eyes bright with a sort of delighted curiosity.
“Do you know that story about Jekyll and Hyde?”
“Who?”
“Jekyll and Hyde. I don’t suppose there’s any reason why you would have heard of it. It’s about a doctor who takes a potion and it turns him into a murderer until the potion wears off. Well, that’s what happens with alcohol and me, except that it’s me who usually ends up nearly being murdered.MoreLess
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