Commoner with "This Charming Man" tattooed on his arm and a sizeable collection of fortune cookie fortunes knows exactly what he wants. He knows exactly how to get it and he knows that he never ever will. A fortnight into May and he comes to this important conclusion. To get his mind off of it he rides his bike to Birkenhead knowing full well that evading does not equate to forgetting. Maybe some day, but not today.