“What time is it, mate?”
“It’s almost 4.45.”
“Thank you, Gregory.”

*

“What’s that over there?”
“Where abouts do you mean, Clive?” “Don’t worry. It’s gone.”

*

“Do you take sugar?”
“No, I haven’t for two months”
“Oh yeah, I knew that.”

*

John took the bins out.
John went back inside his house.
John cooked a haddock.

*

Jenny lost her keys.
She rifled through her pockets
and then found her keys.

*

“That real leather?”
“My wallet? Nah, not at all.”
“Hmm, it looks real.”

*

“I’ll have a Fosters.”
“We have no Fosters, buddy.”
“I’ll have a Carling.”

*

The black ink ran out.
Kenneth ordered some new ink.
It arrived Thursday.

*

Sally was hungry.
So too was her husband Rick,
incidentally.

*

“You cold?” asked Stephen.
Pete was chilly, but not cold.
“I’m fine thanks,” said Pete.

*

Jess got to her desk.
A post-it read: ‘call Dom please.’
Jess called; Dom was out.

*

“Where’s the Sellotape?!”
“Have you looked in the craft box?” “Nope. Ah yes, it’s there.”

*

Keith found batteries.
He removed the two old ones
and threw them away.

*

The lights were on red.
Dave queued behind a Micra.
A Rover joined them.

*

Craig stared at the cage.
The hamster drank some water
and then fell asleep.

*

“Do you guys take card?”
“We have a £5.00 limit.”
“Oh right, no worries.”

*

“Is that the right grey?”
“Looks like the right grey to me.”
“I thought so, thank you.”

*

“Where’s the MDF?”
“We’ve sold out of MDF.”
“Oh no, that’s a shame.”

*

Dan could barely see.
He went to the opticians
and got some glasses.

*

“What are your plans, Stu?”
“Dunno. Probably go to
University.”

© Carl Burkitt 2013