Nora and Maisie go Bananas
Nora: My Stan's become a New Man.
Maisie: That'll niver work with Bertie
Nora: Yes, l've fairly changed his diet. I managed to wean him aff his pre-heated hay bale by substituting shredded wheat wi' hot milk. For his lunch l gave him some of those flatbreads wi' seeds. You ken, the wans that are no a million miles awa fae the bottom of a budgies cage. He came in early for his tea last night and l happen to have left a peedie cardboard box on the table. He only went and ate it. Mind you, he put some jam on it.
Maisie: What aboot, you ken, the underpant Dept?
Nora: Weel, it's no just his het water bottle that's perished.
Maisie: My Bertie has the same problem, l've had to put starch in his diet.
Nora: Stan had real bother swallowing his viarga, he kept complaining of a stiff neck.
Maisie: I've got a new saucepan
Nora: In this chillier weather Stan has spent so long standing with his b-hind at the coal fire that l've had to have him swept.
Maisie: I've got a new saucepan
Nora: l see Fingers Foubister has been at it again.
Maisie: That's no curious, Annie was furious. I thought it was spurious. He's not impervious - he's got previous.
Nora: Well, I'll be damned, he should be banned - there's no demand for remand.
Maisie: I've got a new saucepan
Nora: l hope to see you down the Eventide Club on Thursday. There's an illustrated talk on Stalin and his secret police force from 1934-36. You'll mind on Maisie, they were known as the People's Commissariat for Internal affairs.
Maisie: Wasn't it also known as Nsrodnyi Kommissariat Vnutrlenikh Del?
Nora: Precisely. To paraphrase Mussolini, if Liberals had joined the totalitarian states of eastern europe, nothing would be outside the state but everything would be inside the state.
Maisie: You try telling her at number 8!
Nora: My Stan noticed Bertie dancing and gyrating about at his allotment. What can it mean?
Maise. It must be a twist in the plot. I've got a new saucepan
Nora: What's this about your bloody saucepan ? Can't you keep a lid on it?
After the clatter of handbags the janitor tried to part them; other customers ordered tea and toast to sit doon and watch. They restrained the Jani.
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