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This story is in the style of Alan Bennett’s ‘talking heads’ I am not sure if any of you are familiar with them?
I see it all you know, i know exactly what’s going on in every house in the street.
Take Mrs. wotserface at number 19! all day long gentleman callers, night and day , day and night, she thinks I’m stupid ‘family’!! Indeed, do you know she tried to tell me they were her husband and sons and they all worked different shifts? well let me tell you now , Mrs. wotserface (if indeed she is married at all!!!) what do they call it these days? living over the brush? Yes that’s it that’s what they call it! I haven’t seen any sign of sons growing up , not unless they were all born over 25 for goodness sakes !!!! huh nothing but a scarlet woman; Yes that’s it, a Scarlett woman!!!
then there’s that nice Mr. Davis at number 14 , such a mild mannered chap, wouldn’t say boo to a goose, he is just so popular with the young lads round here, they all go round to see him, and they always spend lots of time with him; yes Mr Davis has to be one of the most popular men in the street, he must be a kindly man when he gets so many visitors, some of the boys I don’t even recognise, do you know that nasty woman up the road Joyce Symonds said he was a wrong un? How dare she, I ask you again why would so many young men visit him if he was a wrong un? I’ve even seen him taking photos of them, now there’s a nice thing to do ……..
The smiths at number 11, now there’s a funny family, house full of children. at least 6 at the last count; they must be pretty rough kids though, always covered in bruises, i dont know why she doesn’t take better care of them, watch them when they climb trees or play with each other, surely as a mother she knows siblings will fight? she lets them get away with murder those kids, mind you now i come to think about it they could do with a decent meal from what I’ve seen
number 17 is where Mr. noakes lives, he has lived here for as long as I can remember. He lives there with his young housekeeper. Foreign I think. She is one of them there phillipinos – but anyway a nice young lady who always seems to be fetching and carrying, always cleaning doing the windows, and always so well turned out. Mr Noakes has never had any money worries his father sold their business back in the 80s and left him a tidy sum, mind you, he never married, but at least he can afford to pay for help in his advancing years.
oh dear that dreadful Jones woman is coming up the path and she has seen me. I wish she wouldn’t interfere, always knocking my door to see if there’s anything I need, you know what I need? I need her to go away and mind her own business!!! Never let her across my doorstep you know, nooooo wouldn’t trust her. She has from time to time got me a few little things from the shop but I always insist on a receipt and I always count my change very carefully, oh she’s gone…. pity really I could have done with some milk….
there you go living on tick at number 15 , I recognise that man knocking at the door, terrible state to get into, they get a new car and it seems barely a week goes by without they get something else new, not me!!! my husband and me never bought nothing less we paid cash for it, work of the devil all that borrowing; still, I’m not one to pry, no one can ever accuse me of being a busybody.
oh!!! Its gone 7 pm emmerdale is on – not that I watch much television you understand, it helps to pass the time though…..
thought i would revive this thread an play a bit of reggae before i went to bed…
bumpittybumpittydo
@bon bon wrote:
In chat this evening (cos Im a boring old fa rt)
Day off tomorrow so will prob be doing housework
I have a date with a fantastic man on Saturday night
we are going bowling, then for a meal then home for great sex
Work Sunday at 7am
Quiz in here Sunday nightthe one that asked you out the other week? come on spill lol xxx
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hqyc37aOqT0
“Sledgehammer”
you could have a steam train
if you’d just lay down your tracks
you could have an aeroplane flying
if you bring your blue sky backall you do is call me
I’ll be anything you needyou could have a big dipper
going up and down, all around the bends
you could have a bumper car, bumping
this amusement never endsI want to be your sledgehammer
why don’t you call my name
oh let me be your sledgehammer
this will be my testimony
show me round your fruitcage
‘cos I will be your honey bee
open up your fruitcage
where the fruit is as sweet as can beI want to be your sledgehammer
why don’t you call my name
you’d better call the sledgehammer
put your mind at rest
I’m going to be-the sledgehammer
this can be my testimony
I’m your sledgehammer
let there be no doubt about itsledge sledge sledgehammer
I’ve kicked the habit
shed my skin
this is the new stuff
I go dancing in, we go dancing in
oh won’t you show for me
and I will show for you
show for me, I will show for you
yea, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I do mean you
only you
you’ve been coming through
going to build that powerr
build, build up that power, hey
I’ve been feeding the rhythm
I’ve been feeding the rhythm
going to feel that power, build in you
come on, come on, help me do
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you
I’ve been feeding the rhythm
I’ve been feeding the rhythm
it’s what we’re doing, doing
all day and nightnothing worse for humour than when my ex said to his sister when she came back out of theatre after having a leg amputated, ‘ i dunno sis’ he sed, let you out of my sight for 3 hours and you come back legless!!! ffs lol
Forget Me Not wrote:a little something I wrote a while back, kinda lame but what the hellnice one – dont put yaself down xx
following on, I told when i told my mum that our family doctor had died, she said ‘but i’ve got an appointment with him on tuesday’! To which I replies ‘ well one of you wont be there’! she was not amused lol bless her.
