'It is not good for man to be alone.' Robbie remembers that from his wedding. Got no use for the Bible nowadays, but that bit was spot on.

Existential flu? Bollocks!

Everybody needs someone. James needs a partner who's like him: young and clever. That girl from the Gardens, maybe, with her pretty smile and her Latin. Educated, but not stuck-up. Or a boy, if James prefers. Just... someone young and clever.

Robbie takes a deep breath. "I'm going to say it just this once–"

Cos if I have to say it again, lad, it'll break me old, foolish heart.