I was sweeping up the autumn leaves in the front yard on Monday when a Jewish next-door neighbour came over to chat. Said he’d seen me working in the back garden before.
He said he and his brother run a construction company, called Mega, so I asked for a business card. Looked at the surname — Margolis — and asked if it meant anything. He said, “Diamond. Ruby.” I said, “A gem. Like your company name backwards.” If he had a chair to fall off, he would’ve, that very moment. It’d never occurred to him before.
He said Mega was made up of M for Margolis, E for his name, G and A for his brother’s.
(London, 2018)
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