[MARY and MARY’S IMAGINARY FRIEND are lying next to each other, on separate lilos, on Mary’s boyfriend’s living room floor.]

MARY: Isn’t this the life?

MARY’S IMAGINARY FRIEND:

MARY: HAHA! Exactly.

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[BETTY and MR TEABAG are at the front of the queue at a rather fancy cafe.]

BETTY: What you having, George?

MR TEABAG: I’ll get these.

BETTY: Don’t be daft. Tea?

MR TEABAG: Coffee, please. I bloody hate tea!

BETTY: Oh, why do your mates call you Mr Teabag then?

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[SALLY and SALLI are standing nose to nose. Are they about to fight, do you think.]

SALLY: y

SALLI: i

SALLY: y

SALLI: i

SALLY: y

SALLI: i

SALLY: Y

SALLI: I

[I completely forgot to say that Sally and Salli are from Newcastle.]

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[RICKY is looking in the mirror. RICKY’S REFLECTION is looking back at him.]

RICKY’S REFLECTION: Who are you?

RICKY: Don’t start this again.

RICKY’S REFLECTION: Start what?

[Ricky’s face folds in on itself.]

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He watches Christmas films in February
as popcorn sprinkles his pyjamas
like the first proper snowfall he saw this year.
His mum cut through the living room wall
with a multi tool today, revealing space for a fireplace.
“Santa can use that this year,” he said
peeking up the hole, desperate to see black boots.
When his nose goes red on a cold walk to school
he calls himself Rudolph and goes faster on his scooter.
Every day he counts down his days,
unaware he’s wishing away the few I have left
to watch him watch Christmas films in February.

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A stranger gives my son sweetcorn at school. And sometimes cucumber. He doesn’t know what hairstyle she has or how tall she is. He doesn’t know if she wears knitted jumpers or blue jeans or white trainers. But he remembers the lunchtime she served him tomatoes and how it felt like being at home, even for just five minutes. My heart is the size of a pumpkin knowing someone without his blood is interested in his wellbeing. He calls her the Salad Lady and he likes it when she has green beans.

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[KEV and MALC are sitting in the double passenger seat of TERRY’S white van.]

[Terry is filling the tank up with petrol – sorry, diesel – and Kev is eating a fancy looking dark chocolate biscuit with a German name.]

MALC: Where’d you get those?

KEV: Tesco

MALC: Oh right.

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There’s a cat
in the school grounds.
And no one is excited.

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[GEORGINA and GEORGIE are getting ready to go for a run. Leggings, trainers, shorts, t-shirts, sunglasses, knee tape, headphones, wristbands, headbands, the whole darn lot was going on.]

GEORGINA: I’m knackered already!

GEORGIE: No you’re not.

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[DUSTY is chopping a braeburn apple with a butter knife. He chucks a segment in the air. DEVINE catches it in her mouth.]

DUSTY: Devine?

[Devine bites the slice into chunks.]

DEVINE: Dusty?

[Dusty chucks another slice in the air.]

DUSTY: I’ve been meaning to ask you this for a while.

[Devine catches the airborn fruit in her mouth.]

DEVINE: Go on…?

[Dusty coughs]

DUSTY: What did Steve Jobs do again?

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