Saturday, 28 July 2012

Couldn't You Have Waited?

Three characters are walking down the street.  A tall man, grey-haired, on the fringes of distinction, and comfortable in his late fifties.  There is a woman who is slightly younger, in elegant but understated clothes, and who is still very attractive.   And then there is Françoise, young and pretty and quiet.  She is Alphonse’s lover; although they are pretending she is his niece. 

This is the first time the older couple have met in over twenty years.  On an impulse, it seems, Hélène wrote to him; and he responded by coming here.

Thursday, 26 July 2012

Something Nasty in the Guardian

A great journalist dies and the Guardian slanders him.  Although in typical fashion it denies the slander at the same time.  Everybody can be happy.  Perhaps even the deceased!  I’m certain he’d chuckle over it.

Saturday, 14 July 2012

The "Click"

Some metaphors are too good.  Too good?  Yes!  They are good to use.  Although we use them anyway - few reject a pay rise when given it. 

Do you remember much from school?  Very little, you say.  Surely you haven’t forgotten Archimedes?  Jumping out of his tub dressed only in bubble bath.  The teachers weren’t so imaginative?  Oh well.  But of course you remember him; running around nude and shouting Eureka!  It’s enough to forever turn you off the contemplative life: knowledge all goose bumps and social embarrassment; or so it seemed back then.

Sunday, 1 July 2012