Saturday, 4 July 2009
As they waited for the door to open, Jane said,
'And in no circumstance mention the mashed
.....Tim already nervous, squeaked 'Why'
.....Jane rolled her eyes. 'Mum mashes spuds
with the skin on but Dad mashes peeled.
.....'State a preference and the other will pull
the plug on us'
The ice-cream man tolls his bell for the
living—and the walking dead. The living run
for cold heaven, the dead to plead for sleep.
And one will gain peace if a living child's lust
for ice-cream distracts leaving a car and a
smiling fading wraith their last living memory.
'You never getting any of these dumplings,
.....'Suits me I like to feel peaches not sacks
.....'Yes well I like a man who can see
beneath his belly without a mirror.'
.....'Very droll, but could we keep to Shakespeare's script for The Taming of the Shrew.'
From her table, Rachel heard Saul say, in
his usual God's-gift-to-women voice, 'New
Orleans is jazz history—'
.....Turning to Pablo she said, 'Its one of his
.....Pablo glanced over and said, 'Hmm. great package.
.....Rachel looked back over. 'Believe me his package ain't great,' she said loudly.
Gallop, gallop little horsie until the castle is
The children played below as the adults
talked—it was going badly.
Castle, castle let down your gates for the
Fists slammed and dire threats echoed off walls.
Not on your chinny, chin, chin
Soon the children fought for real.
'Pray to Saint Catalina and she will cure you of the plague.'
the Friar said, fleeing the pleading sick.
.....She raged that death was visiting her and not the Church.
.....That her survival became the miracle of Tunmoor was an
irony not lost on her as she committed to Luther.
'I want to kiss a Blackman,' Freda said at
Friday teatime—on Wednesday and
Monday,the colour was different.
.....The other residents learned to ignore
.....Her daughters from travelling had married a rainbow of men. On weekends, the
visiting husband bowed so Freda could say hello with a kiss.
Lady Genève, declining, said, 'Do say more.'
'Well, I understand that his invitation rests on Lord Halifax being too near the stench of financial scandal.'
'No friend, they live the crime not fit to be named.'
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