the scene
a small railway tunnel in Pontefract near Cobblers lane
the year about……1971
the night…..a.cold , november,misty,foggy.dimly lit by the one streetlight…..
ps,,,,,,,some names real some made up…….all characters fictional……so i dont get sued lol/
carl.. whats up then mate.
steve. not bad , hows you……… allreat,
clive..ayup tha made it.
steve..aye…. sneaked out.
dave, thal get in trouble.
carl steve clive. together,,,,shut the fxxk up dave.
carl.. did tha bring any fags….question pointed…at steve
steve..i … i managed to buy 5 and knicked two outa dads pack,
clive.. bloody great mate..
steve.. did tha bring some matches…
dave.. ive got some…..,dave gets out of his pocket ,some safety matches….but not the paper to strike them on…
steve.clive carl all together…..dave ya fxxing idiot now shut the fxxk up….
clive ,,got one…..
clive lights the match ..
and they all light there number 6.
smoke fills the small area under the bridge and mixes with the mist and the fog,slowly rises and whisps around the lampost…….silence for a while and they all puff on the cigs….
carl..anyway,he says to steve,howd tha get on last night wi gail then, at the pics….did tha get thee hand down her knickers….
dave,,after coming to the end of his cigarette………i dont feel so good…
carl,clive.steve………..shut the fxxk up dave….ya whimp
steve….i did…
clive,, ya lie ya bastaxd
steve ,,no noo no serious i did…
clive.. what were it like then…
steve.. it were allright…cana funny like..
clive..whats tha mean funny..
steve.. well sorta funny ya no,,,it wa well hairy and funny
carl.. did you put your tounge down her throat then…
steve.. i ar did
clive.. ya lie ya bastarx
dave.. i feel sick….
carl ,steve, clive. together………..here have another fag… dave lights up his second number six
carl..bet she didnt put her toungue in yours…
steve..she did,…… im telling ya
clive.. ya lie ya bastaxxd
steve .. no serious mate
dave.. i feel sick…….dave slowly going green in the face….with the cigs
carl,steve.clive together……….shut the fxxl up dave..
dave..stop telling me to shut up or ill get me father on ya.
carl..ha ha ha ok ill get my father on your father
dave,, and my grandfather will get your father mate..
clive.. dave ……………………………………you dont have a grandfather…..
.dave….still green….is about to answer………mouth open……stands there what seems like eternity…then throws up against the wall….
steve carl and clive together…aaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwww shit man..
clive.. anyway steve did ya get your hand down her knickers then….go on tell us…
steve..well tha wont beleive me anyway..
carl..cos i bet tha didnt..
steve..well i did…….and anyway whats we doing tomorow..
clive..im bored here
steve well im bored here.
carl.. im bored here
dave…while throwing up…on his knees , manages to say….im bored here too
steve carl clive all together…..shout…
well c thee tomorow night then ….. same time……ok c theee
steve carl and clive……….. all walk away leaving dave clutching the lampost…
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a slight mumble from dave,,,,,c thee tomorow………..then throws up again…..