Lloyd packed
away his viola.
George was sitting
holding his violin.
"What does your mother
make of you playing
in the string quartet?"
George said.
"Mother thinks
I should get a real job,"
Lloyd replied.
"Doesn't she
like music?
I thought you
brought her along
when we played
Beethoven's last
string quartets?"
George said.
"She likes Welsh stuff
and a bit of Elgar,
and when I told her
Beethoven wrote them
when he was deaf,
she said,
it sounded like it,'
Lloyd said.
"So she didn't think
much of it, then?'
George said smiling.
"No, and she said
that woman on that
big violin thing(cello),
had her ******* showing
when she leaned forward,"
Lloyd said.
"Best not tell
Margaret that,"
George said.
Lloyd picked up
his viola case
and he George
left the recital hall.
He was seeing Margaret
that evening
while her husband
was away,
and they
another sort
of tune to play.
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 4:10 PM UTC
Lloyd packed
away his viola.
George was sitting
holding his violin.
"What does your mother
make of you playing
in the string quartet?"
George said.
"Mother thinks
I should get a real job,"
Lloyd replied.
"Doesn't she
like music?
I thought you
brought her along
when we played
Beethoven's last
string quartets?"
George said.
"She likes Welsh stuff
and a bit of Elgar,
and when I told her
Beethoven wrote them
when he was deaf,
she said,
it sounded like it,'
Lloyd said.
"So she didn't think
much of it, then?'
George said smiling.
"No, and she said
that woman on that
big violin thing(cello),
had her ******* showing
when she leaned forward,"
Lloyd said.
"Best not tell
Margaret that,"
George said.
Lloyd picked up
his viola case
and he George
left the recital hall.
He was seeing Margaret
that evening
while her husband
was away,
and they
another sort
of tune to play.
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