[EDITH takes 27 minutes to open her front door.]

[HAROLD is standing outside: a smile on his face, a tweed jacket on his back, a brown flat cap on his head, beige linen trousers on his legs and something in his hands.]

EDITH: Are they Hob Nobs?

HAROLD: Milk chocolate ones, yeah.

EDITH: Take your pants off.

[Curtain]

Carl Burkitt 2025