Weeds grow where they want to; not where they're told to...
TALKING POINT
He was lonely as death in the grey of his bedsit
Confused and depressed
Consumed by lethargy, hunger and fear
His only friends a married couple two miles away
Even they were fed up with him
He had no conversation, no news to impart
He’d knock on the door
Come in, sit down, in silence
A cup of tea, then before they started glancing at the clock
He’d get up to leave, so as not to outstay his welcome
The clock! Of course!
Today, the clocks go back: a conversation piece at last
Something to talk about
They let him in
He slumped into an armchair
Tea? Or coffee? (grudgingly)
Whichever is easier
Not wanting to be a nuisance
After 15 minutes:
(Brightly:) Did you remember to put your
clocks back?
(Bemused looks)
Yes
Long, long pause
Do you think, one day, we could put them
back a few years?
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