AS I CROSSED THE PIAZZA AT COVENT GARDEN
TWO COCKNEY CHAPS DRESSED IN PEARLY KING KIT
WERE THERE WITH A TRAY.
THE TWINKLY, PORTLY, WRINKLY BOOMED OUT
"MOLL, I'VE GOT A BIG ONE FOR YA!"
I TURNED AND YELLED BACK
"SORRY, MATE...BUT THOSE DAYS ARE OVER.."
HE SHOUTED BACK
"TALKIN' BOUT A CARNATION, LUV
THE WHOLE SQUARE LAUGHED
(HE MAY HAVE BEEN ONE OF THE MEAT PORTERS FROM SMITHFIELD, GROWN OLDER!)
7 comments:
great one Molly...but never over..
xx steph
Lovely to hear from you Steph. You must tell us what you're doing this Winterval, the atheistically imposed word for the festive season.
What do atheists actually celebrate apart from the founding of a death camp in Switzerland?
I'd love to see Moll in EastEnders. Now that Pat's being killed off, we need an inspirational woman of taste.
Madame gets a mention in The Diary on the Evening Standard. I think we should be told more.
Thank you for telling me. I have posted something on this lovely mention. I do commend the Londonoer's Diary for its elegant opportunism. I deeply approve.
Madame perhaps you could inform Molly that writing in CAPS LOCK is not the done thing on the internet ..its considered rude and uncouth, words that I hoped would never be uttered about dear Molly...that fish faced old trout.
Mr Ivor Biggun
I have never seen a trout that looks like Molly, not even one wearing a turban!
I tend to agree that writing in caps is faintly irritating - I'm past rewriting copy in lower case; read it or die is my motto - but perhaps darling Moll sometimes rebuffs the plaintive cries of abandoned spectacles and puts words on stilts instead.
Just a thought. x
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