Friday, 21 November 2014

on the road 13

Wednesday afternoon, westbound Piccadilly Line.

A stocky Irishman in his sixties, wearing a suit and carrying a suitcase, is making various phone calls.
"Yes, he was alright last night, well, not alright, you know...yes, I'm trying to arrange a funeral director...will see you in, no problem...peacefully, you back"

Next to him two American ladies sit, stereotypically chewing gum.
"I think I'm gonna make a cheesecake...what do you think?...pecan pie?...I don't really like the princess, think I'm making a cheesecake"

Good times and bad times on the tube...

1 comment:

  1. Oh my goodness, after "yes, he was alright" I do not expect to hear "I'm trying to arrange a funeral director"!