Sunday, January 04, 2009


"But I'm not tiiiiired..."

"You are. You're exhausted. You've been rubbing your eyes for the last half an hour. Get up those stairs."

"Ten more minutes."


"Ten more minutes. Pleeeeease."

"You know the deal. Glenroe is finished, bed!"

(Coughs) "I don't feel very well."

"What's wrong with you?"

"I think I'm sick. I know you won't believe me but I was feeling sick all day."

"You weren't sick when we went to Blake's."

"Yeah I was but I didn't want to say anything."

"You ate all your dinner. You didn't seem very sick to me."

"I didn't want to leave it because you were paying for it. Thanks?"

"That won't work."


(Feels forehead): "You're fine."

(Simpering): "I'm NOT fine! If I faint tomorrow in school it'll be your fault!"

"If you're so sick you should be in bed."

"And if I'm still sick tomorrow?"

"We'll see."

(Under breath): "Yes!!!"


holemaster said...

Oh I remember those days Radge. I wish I could do it tonight. Back to work in the morning and it's going to be freezing cold. Maybe I'll walk in and throw the ducks on the canal some bread on the way.

Terence McDanger said...

Ah, Glenroe. Putting people to sleep in more ways than one.

Radge said...

Holemaster - and stay there for the day shouting abuse at passers-by?

Terence - Until Teasy came on the screen. Many's the night... Eh... Oh God...

Anonymous said...


Holemaster said...

Sleepy eyed, I got into the car and drove in.

Radge said...

Narocroc - It seldom worked, in truth.

Holemaster - Better off. Was fucking freezing.

adogwoof said...


Radge said...

AG - Nice one! I'm going to blog about that man. And soon.

Maimie said...

Radge, I'm going to set up a blog and print the one about the day you didn't get away with your 'sick' story. Watch this space!!!

Radge said...

Maybe you should keep a closer eye on this space, Maimie. Last August, to be more specific, and 'Yves Saint Lauradge'.

WAY ahead of you.

Maimie said...

You'll NEVER be ahead of me Radge. Remember I taught you all you know!!

Maimie said...

By the way we have to stop meeting like this - when are you cooking me dinner? Didn't give you a cookery book for the fun of it. Can't wait for the gastronomic delights.

Radge said...

Christmas dinner's in my flat next year. Don't really care for your cooking anyway, he lied.