Friday, 24th December 2004.

For England and St George

On the way down to the M4, Wednesday.

"What's this song about, anyway?"
"Well, it's a chance meeting between two ex-lovers. George has bumped into her again after a year. And from what he says, last Christmas, they had a bit of a thing, and he obviously got in way too deep, whereas she just used him for sex. Quick shag, and that's it. But he fell for her completely and got severely burned in the process."
"So he gave her his heart?"
"That's about the size of it."
"It's stupid!" said Emily. "If he gave her his heart, and then she dumped him, she wouldn't give it away. She'd gve it back."
"I never really thought about it. I agree it is a bit of a mixed image."
"It's crap. And after a year he's tracked her down just to tell her that she was horrible to him?"
"No. I think they meet up at a party or something. And she doesn't know who he is, which suggests that he was another notch on the bedpost."
"Right, right. But who's the 'someone special' he keeps talking about?"
"He doesn't know yet," I said. "He just wants this girl to know that it's going to be anyone but her."
"Thing is," she said, "he keeps going on about it. And on and on. Saying how much she no longer matters, but - "
" - but he's in denial," I interrupted. "And he actually admits as much when he says 'If you kiss me now, I know you'll fool me again'. After all this time, he's still not over it, however much he pretends."

Pause.

"It's still silly, though."
"It is, isn't it?"