A few shortish items…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s anteater is the one that will only eat toast.

Excuses for being late. No. 253.
I’m sorry I’m late, but someone stole my trousers at the gym.

A single overheard remark:
‘They drill certain things into you…’

An observation:
A scruffy youth on a bicycle: he is weaving at high speed through busy city centre traffic, he has an open can of beer under one arm, and he is also having a loud animated conversation on his phone. What amazing multitasking! With skills like that he could be the CEO of a large corporation…

‘Do you ever suffer from depression?’
‘Yes, but now I call it ‘the blues’ and I play my guitar…’
‘Does that help?’
‘Hm… not really…’

‘There seem to be lots of US educational programmes on the TV these days…’
‘Oh? I haven’t noticed. What kind of educational programmes?’
‘They’re for people who might want to murder someone, or perhaps hold up a bank or two…’
‘Yes, they tell you what to wear, and how to avoid leaving forensic evidence at the crime scene – shell casings, stray hairs, blood spatter, DNA on the door knobs, that sort of thing.’
‘That sounds very useful…’
‘Yes, isn’t it?’
‘Have you got any crimes planned soon?’
‘Not at the moment, but I’m picking up some really good ideas…’

A single overheard remark:
‘We got to paint almost as far as East Anglia…’

I’m thinking of changing my name to Noah Scape.

‘Why are you sitting there looking upwards?’
‘Well, I don’t usually come into Starbucks. I was just looking at the dust and fluff on the wires that hold up the strip lights.’
‘Oh, oh yes…’

Town today was full of people walking about with their arms dangling down by their sides, with not even a hint of a swing…


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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