Sunday Night

Eleanor is with Mark … in his granny flat …listening to Bruce Springsteen … Eleanor doesn’t really like Bruce Springsteen but she likes Mark again so she’s prepared to listen.

Doreen is on the sofa finishing off a bag of liquorice allsorts and picking her toenails. Dave is trying not to look and imagining his son Pete having a great time with his mates in the student union.

Mike is in The Queen’s, telling jokes. He’s got a new one about Noah’s Ark – but he can only remember the punchline … which is “oh you mean a multi storey carp ark”

Simon is listening to The Smiths in his bedroom thinking about Emma. Emma is trying to finish her homework in her bedroom thinking about Simon.

Old Mrs Handy has fallen asleep in her chair.

Phil (not Pam and Phil Phil … Phil Smith from the estate agents) is just dropping Joanne Griffiths the hairdresser off at home. He took her out for a meal at the Chinese. It took him weeks to pluck up courage to ask her. He thought she fancied Dave the butcher until he saw her slap him across the cheek the other week in the Nag’s Head. They didn’t really know what to say to each other but it didn’t seem to matter and they shared a banana fritter for pudding. Phil had never shared a pudding with anyone before. Joanne doesn’t invite him in – she still lives with her Mum and she wants to be a bit mysterious but she kisses him on the cheek and looks back as she puts the key in the door.

Dodgy John is trying to make pairs out of a box full of trainers he bought sight unseen at the wholesalers this morning.

Ian is in bed staring at the ceiling

Teacher Phil is at the dining table, his head in his hands

Thomas is snoring in his room, sleeping in a kneeling position clutching his teddy and his rabbit.

1 Response to “Sunday Night”


  1. 1 JD November 7, 2007 at 4:57 pm

    And JD is staring at his computer pondering life… :-)

    Well written. Really good read.

    ~JD


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