A few very small items…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s carefully selected adjectives are: bountiful, festering, phyletic, crural, taciturn, and neotenic.
Hm, I think my favourite is ‘crural’ – just for its spelling.
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Excuses for being late. No. 257.
I’m sorry I’m late, but my vestibule was crammed full of owls.

A single overheard remark:
‘No, no, it was like… ot choclut…’

Yes, he used to run a second-hand book shop; he would fake the authors’ autographs in ballpoint pen on the title pages of the novels and poetry books to encourage people to buy them.

An osteo-archaeologist on a BBC TV documentary:
The most striking feature of the skull is this hole that’s missing.
Hm, a missing hole eh?… Look there it is! It has fallen out and rolled under the table…

An observation:
A warm day – all the tubby old men in town today are walking around with their mouths hanging open fish-like, showing their lower teeth, as if they are gasping for air.

Oh no!… There’s a gaggle of trendy confident academics fresh from some meeting or other entering the cafe – I’d better put my headphones on and turn the volume up, it’s going to be noisy and childish…

She had a bendy and flexible sort of mouth – it had the ability to select from a surprisingly broad range of smiles and frowns in quick succession…

A single overheard remark:
‘That’s one fucking thing that I aren’t fussed about…’

An observation:
Two middle-aged fat men smoking cigarettes just waddled past me – I could hear that they were discussing life insurance…

An observation:
The teenage girl at the bus stop had stick-on eyelashes so big that small birds were landing on them – she had to regularly flutter them off.

A single overheard remark:
‘It was following me around – but it can’t speak…’

 

 

 

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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