Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Jalon Market

So where were you? Why did you take so long? I was talking. Talking? To who? Well, to the people, of course. The people selling things? Mm. So you know some of the sellers? Well, yes. I've known some of them for years. Pause. Some of them died, of course. Pause. There was a man called Richard. He used to be known as Dirty Dick. Laugh. Because he looked all dirty, as if he never washed. Heh, heh. But he died, quite a few years ago. So you didn't talk to Richard then? No, of course not. He doesn't respond. Not often, anyway. No, I spoke to Ann though. Haven't seen her for years. She has a boyfriend. I was so happy for her. She's my age [61] and she has a boyfriend. I was so happy for her. She was married to a gypsy once. You know: a real Romany gypsy, and his mother used to bake hedgehogs in the oven. Bake hedgehogs! I wonder what they taste like. His mother used to bake hedgehogs. No, no, not her mother, his. Hedgehogs. I think you do them in mud.

1 comment:

Daniel said...

Oh Tawny. Mm.