Some snatches of overheard and misheard train conversation…

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

‘Given away and shifting?’
‘It’s as simple as a pocket Sarah.’
‘Don’t want to touch it!…
‘A baseline word of pig.’
‘Norman was singing compact faces.’
‘Trust Hugh to pick… Whaa!’
‘The ex-shoe was prepacked?’
‘The Dorchester was set nagging nine.’
‘So how is it full seated with a queen?’
‘The thing is, what kitchen?’
‘He’s vamping outside the requiem.’
‘A spotted spoll?’
‘Just fold it back to my house, alright?’
‘It’s an idiot depiction Tom.’
‘I have satisfied cost benefit.’
‘Simon in botchers?’
‘He tried it ten times, and still no.’
‘Oh, the stink of it now!’
‘Enjoy, brilliant, and slept all night.’
‘What’s all this about wagging?’
‘Pam went into path code again.’
‘She was laughing her head off.’
‘It was really itchy, so why did I?…’
‘Doshy seddit?…’
‘It was coming round to be six.’


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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