[WILLIAM walks into the kitchen and makes a cup of tea on the opposite side to THE WINDOW.]
THE WINDOW: Come and have a look at this!
WILLIAM: I’ve seen the back garden before.
THE WINDOW: Who said it was the back garden?!
WILLIAM: Because you’re a window over looking the back garden.
THE WINDOW: Just come and look!
[William walks to The Window and sees the back garden.]
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[BABY is wearing a classic chef’s hat, a blue and white striped apron over a nappy, and is holding a plastic whisk and a wooden spoon. BABY’S PARENT is sat on the floor, admiring the beauty of Baby.]
BABY: What can I get you?
BABY’S PARENT: What do you have?
BABY: [Incoherent rage]
BABY’S PARENT: What did I do wrong?!
[Baby sets fire to the kitchen.]
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[THE BOSS walks into the office and sees THE BOSS’S BOSS standing with his back to him.]
THE BOSS: Morning boss.
THE BOSS’S BOSS: Sorry, mum!
THE BOSS: What?
[The Boss’s Boss blushes and throws The Boss out of the window.]
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the confidence of a man
who pisses in the middle of three urinals
when the left and right ones were empty.
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[BABS is sitting in her living room armchair. THE DUST (as in, like, actual dust, not a bloke called The Dust) is sitting on the bookshelves, the mantelpiece, the curtain rail, the foot stool, the lampshades, the rug, and everything else in there.]
BABS: Would you please just shut up?
THE DUST: Never.
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[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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Carl tells tales 