[CORPUS OF DRAMATIC TEXTS FROM GLASGOW]

<T T7> [YOUR CHEATIN' HEART]

<N CDTG07>

<A John Byrne>

<B BBC Publications, London, 1990>

[Glasgow, at dusk. A ghostly sickle moon scythes its way between 
the dark rain clouds that hang over KM prison Barlinnie, known 
affectionately to Glaswegians by its `Cowboy' nickname, the `Bar-
L'. In the visiting room of the prison Cissie Crouch, beanpole-
skinny and wearing a dark grey and white horizontally-striped 
suit buttoned to the throat and with a number tag stitched to the 
breast pocket, sits across the visiting room table from her 
husband Dorwood. His features are pale, impassive. He is dressed 
in jeans and an unshowy cowboy shirt, his hair neatly groomed. 
The atmosphere in the room is tense, as one might expect. A 
female prison officer, hands folded behind her back, stands at a
not-quite-discreet-enough distance from the couple. Neither 
Cissie nor Dorwood speaks to the other. Cissie reaches a 
tentative hand across the table. Dorwoo . . .