Some snatches of overheard and misheard cafe conversation…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s existential angst is centred around the sound of the word balm.

‘What? Working with a pike?’
‘No, I don’t want to be seen in it!…’
‘We’re both on a different journey.’
‘Ammer-can brains?’
‘Poll cop well go?…’
‘Not now moving in the shadows.’
‘Your tea is below.’
‘I’ve got a thing about fun dance.’
‘Just an impact farewell.’
‘My little sweet…’
‘You can get a whole lot of dust Bob.’
‘There is just a moment’s worship in it.’
‘Tooting your experience?’
‘Anyway, enough of that!’
‘A bruised wake-pool?’
‘Defferly! Defferly!’
‘Evintrude, and another word…’
‘A bet-sin cook she was.’
‘The wine of doubt?’
‘A meezup on dancing again.’
‘Positive passion and knowing it!’
‘You don’t like it, yeah yeah yeah!’
‘We have five wrists on it now.’
‘A catholic guitar?’
‘You’ve got to deal with that person Jeff.’
‘I’m going to drip one now…’
‘Hey, nobody can slap me for it!’
‘I thought that you managed to barge.’
‘Sometimes during the night.’

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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