She still shines my shoes and washes my face before I go to work- Jem Clarke
Jem Clarke is in his very, very early fifties, is five foot zero inches tall and has never left the family home in Cleethorpes, which he shares with his parents… My delayed knee operation is still somewhere in the log-jammed NHS system. So my employees have kindly let me work from home for most of my working week. Sadly, this has made the day on which I do commute a festival of celebration and over-fussing at the Clarke residence. ‘You’ll need a coat – and your shoes are a disgrace. You’ll never go far with shoes like that,’ Mother moaned. I didn’t have the heart to explain that she was confusing me with my successful brother and I was just off to Doncaster, where the only use for a shiny shoe is catching the reflection of the man about to mug you. She bent down, regardless, and set to my...
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