Walking through the bus station I notice a figure walking through to the chip shop car park, pulling along a little suitcase on wheels.
It's the council's Chief Executive, J.Arthur Blenkenstein. Poor old devil. Fancy having to become an Avon lady at his age.
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"Ding dong, J. Arthur Blenkenstein calling" - sounds more like the opening line of an episode of Alfred Hitchcock Presents than a sales pitch for perfumery!
Expect that suitcase full of chief executive style money.
Gadjo: it trips off the tongue with a gentle euphony, I feel.
Gerald: I fear that you're right. Probably in doubloons.
Maybe he's doing the chip run for the late night council meeting (the one where they've banned refreshments on the grounds of austerity).
Madame deF: it wouldn't surprise me in the least.
Ding dong is pure wotsisname? The one who puts five syllables in 'Hello.'
A trip to the kitchen an MTL says it's Leslie Phillips.
Pat: it is indeed.
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