Robert C. Day's Blog, page 35

Break

Her ribcage shook with the strength of the wails that wrenched themselvesfrom her; each sob a jagged ledge from which hot tears flung themselves, howling, down her face. A violent tremor overcame herand shecollapsed as if smasheddown, there to writhe helplesslyinthe filthy mud. And yet, for all it’s reek, it was nothing compared to the venomof the words he had launched, screaming into her now shattered heart: ‘I think we need to take a break.’ Her arm convulsed, and as the phone hit the wall...

Status

(B’s status higher than A’s)
B: I’m terribly sorry – I’ve forgotten your name – Mr?
A: Jones, Mr Jones.
B: Jones, ah yes – such a common name.
A: With a J.
B: (raises eyebrows) What else could it possibly be?
A: (confused) It … er … took me a while to find you?
B:Indeed (disapprovingly). You find yourself in need ofone ofour marketing posts, Mr Jones.
A: Yes, if you don’t mind. Good job I allowed enough time.
B: Yes, yes – it would have been a shame if you failed the first test of initiative...

Subtle Hints

(occurs before the events in Family & Friends)

Jezebel: Yeah, that was a real bummer how Uncle Bertie went.

Justin: Uncle? Ah, yes – Uncle Bertrand. Still, he had a jolly good run.

Jezebel: Yeah, eighty-five – that’s old enough, man!

Archie: Who’s ‘e ven?

Justin: You wouldn’t know him. Before your time, old boy. He was –

Jezebel: You might –

Justin: Sorry.

Jezebel: No, my bad – go on bro.

Justin:Uncle – several time removed.Queer old cove.

Jezebel: Yeah. (laughs) True that. There was that ti...

Shhh

(follows on from https://levishedated.wordpress.com/2016/09/14/family-friends/)

Oh, God – I feel so high.

I wish I could tell God that to his face. I can tell you to your face, though, can’t I Jezebel! Jezzie, Jezzie, Jezebel, gone to hell in a pea green smell. Hahahahah. Aw c’mon, don’t look at me like that – smile, Jezzie!

Oh, this is soooo smooooth! Brain cells, schmain cells. Let them all perish in the flames. The smoke covers your flames and … and … whatever. Imagine that – Archie bangi...

Family & Friends

Justin is upper class and does not want to be at this meal. His mother made him come, and then retired to bed before the meal even started. His father passed away the previous year. He has a serious attitude problem and a secret predilection for bondage.

Jezebel is Justin’s sister who is so bohemian and down to earth that it penetrates through to her speech and action at every level. She has thrown off her upper class background and become one with the masses.

Archie is the butler and waiter...

Muppet

Tom: Okay, stop right there, don’t say another word!

Liz:I’m, erm, not sure I can, not right now.

Tom:Why ever not. Just put it down and –

Liz: It’s because the …oh, what do you call it?

Tom:The thermometer?

Liz: No. You know – the thing that measures hot and cold.

Tom: Yes – the thermometer!

Liz: Doesn’t that measurethe weather. Ooo listen, I’m a poet.

Tom: No. It measures … Anyway – put it down.

Liz: This?

Tom: Yes – that.

Liz: Well, if I do then surely –

Tom: Oh give it here. There. It’s o...

A Load of Balls

Scene 1 The cloakroom desk at a charity ball

At a cloakroom desk, after the charity ball has finished. Jamie is standing behind the desk taking tickets and fetching coats etc. from a rail out of sight. Mr Lilly has a ticket but the coat is not on the rail.

Mr Lilly: Darling, do be a sweetie and check for me again, there must be some mistake.

Jamie: By all mean, Mr Lilly, Would you mind describing the coat?

Mr Lilly: Well, it’s rather distinctive, my dear. Scarlet collar, vermillion...

Xmas Carole

There’s generally as much stodgy porridge in the breakfast buffetas there is hot buttery toast with jam. In the same way – there might be some weird stuff going off in the world, but there’s also nothing so wonderfully contagious as a good old belly laugh. When Scooby-Doo’s nephew laughed, his wife laughed just as hard. And all their friends and family at the Xmas party weren’t far behind them in the laughter stakes.

“He said that Christmas was pants,” cried Scrappy-Doo, “and he believed it t...

JUS COM TO TH WOODS

This here’s another story, just like the other ones, except that this one is true. Now I knows that, after reading it, you might not feel like believing it at all, and if you don’t – that’s no probs – just take it like a piece of twistedfiction. Where I am now – it won’t matter one jot to me whether you believe or not.

It happened last Thursday. I was sitting on the back stoop, pretty much minding my own business, excepting keeping an eye on Mrs Stevens across the way – washing her windows dr...

Cloud Formations

She hadbeen walkingaimlessly, following the crowd for most of the day,withher eyes in the shop windows and her head in her ass.

He was just standing in the middle of the sidewalk staring up at the sky.

She could see others looking up in the same way, following his eyes, as they passed him or jostled him – according to how they felt about snags and catches. She looked at him instead. Walked towards him. Stopped in front of him. Stared at his face. Did she know him? No. Did she want to? She fel...