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Your old man came into the lounge where you were watching black and white TV and your mother was standing talking to an uncle it’s the baker your old man said he wants his £50 what £50? your mother asked the £50 I owe him well pay him your mother said I can’t I don’t have it you watched the cowboy film with half interest you took a glance at the debtor well tell him you’ll pay him next week your mother said I told him that last week your old man said what did you want to borrow £50 from the baker for? your mother asked her cheeks getting flushed to buy my new suit what new suit? the one I’m having made you noticed your old man’s moustache flicker and he stroked it as he did when cornered your mother breathed heavy and you looked at the uncle ok the uncle said here’s the £50 go pay him what you owe to get him off your back but you better pay me back or I’ll bust your head sure I will your old man said going out of the room clutching the money in his palm your mother sighed and the uncle put away his wallet into an inside pocket and you saw that one of the cowboys on the black and white TV screen had been shot and died the other looked angry and ugly and mean.
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Sep 8, 2012
Sep 8, 2012 at 2:34 PM UTC
WHILE WATCHING BLACK AND WHITE TV.
Your old man came into the lounge where you were watching black and white TV and your mother was standing talking to an uncle it’s the baker your old man said he wants his £50 what £50? your mother asked the £50 I owe him well pay him your mother said I can’t I don’t have it you watched the cowboy film with half interest you took a glance at the debtor well tell him you’ll pay him next week your mother said I told him that last week your old man said what did you want to borrow £50 from the baker for? your mother asked her cheeks getting flushed to buy my new suit what new suit? the one I’m having made you noticed your old man’s moustache flicker and he stroked it as he did when cornered your mother breathed heavy and you looked at the uncle ok the uncle said here’s the £50 go pay him what you owe to get him off your back but you better pay me back or I’ll bust your head sure I will your old man said going out of the room clutching the money in his palm your mother sighed and the uncle put away his wallet into an inside pocket and you saw that one of the cowboys on the black and white TV screen had been shot and died the other looked angry and ugly and mean.
BOY, FATHER, MOTHER, UNCLE, MONEY, DEBTS, 1950S
terry-collett
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Sep 8, 2012
Sep 8, 2012 at 2:34 PM UTC
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