Some overheard and misheard snatches of cafe conversation…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s unusual pencil sharpener is the one shaped like a sudden sound in the night.

‘Don’t get wrong, but…’
‘My grandfather is a lot darker.’
‘That’s only two massive guys!’
‘I was in the centre of the wassle.’
‘I realise now that people are gradual.’
‘Thatsie by a wurze…’
‘A carbonate crash, in a big pot?’
‘He was hard of hair.’
‘Only a downstairs appointment.’
‘Apparently, apparently, Margaret Thatcher.’
‘It is a protection!’
‘Let’s say a funnel pear-shape then.’
‘Cashereeze enterprise, yes Tom, but how well?’
‘The holy wool holdings?’
‘It’s your mum’s Scotch hands.’
‘Tax free! Arghhh!…’
‘It’s like Micky-me!’
‘Never tease aqua-ease!’
‘A good pap-wha, out of nine boys?’
‘Dribble gimme gree powder?’
‘It was just like a lair…’
‘I was born appropriate Simon.’
‘Depti-napt ahey!…’
‘A beach beginning with ph?’
‘Ether? Yeah yeah yeah!…’
‘I drink, I dream…’
‘So, a fishy jab?…’
‘It was a grump’s support.’
‘A fine idea, troubadour wrapping.’
‘I did it spinning a leather woodcase Gordon.’
‘Lap laugh, lap laugh…’

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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