On the bus, and in the kitchen…

But first…
Dulltown, UK: Today’s elephant in the room is the one who has cleared a space in the middle and is showing off doing lots of press-ups.
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I boarded the bus in the Dulltown Interchange and took a seat near the front on the upper deck. As I sat down three or four girls in their early teens banged and stomped up the stairs and headed for the back seats – kids do seem to prefer the back seats of double-deckers – perhaps it’s so that they can get as far away from all those awful adults as possible, and also observe without being themselves observed.
The bus set off. One of the lasses must have started playing some current pop song on her phone – they all started singing along with it. It sounded like a little choir of angels; such delicate sweet voices; there even seemed to be some fleeting harmonies slipped into the performance. It was quite surprising and charming. I didn’t turn round and look at them though, in case they stopped.
When they did finish their song, they didn’t embark on another, but went on with their normal loud teenage competitive conversation. After that lovely choral performance it was odd to hear them effing and blinding at each other in their coarse everyday banter… (effing and blinding)

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‘Hey…’
‘What?’
‘These new cleverly named surprise desserts don’t seem to very popular with the customers.’
‘No?…’
‘No, they keep sending them back.’
‘Ah, I think I know why…’
‘Oh?’
‘Yes, it’s the silly name the chef has given them – that’s the reason they are coming back all the time.’
‘Oh, I thought it was quite witty him calling them – Boo! Meringues…’

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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2 Responses to On the bus, and in the kitchen…

  1. Sharon Mann says:

    What a lovely moment in time!

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