h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Entry: Senior Blondes Share Tropical Moments - A1156952
Author: useless hound - U214221

Ladies of a certain age and August conversations. A stab in the dialogue dark.

So that's what blondes talk about when I'm not around...

Just as well I'm a brunette methinks! I was equally horrified! he he!
take care
boots
(off to guildford to catch up with the h2g2 golden girls!)

You been on yer hols, sniffin' around the ex-pat slappers, Hound? Or just dreaming of Corfu coppers in the Blighty heatwave?

I think the dialogue works well, . Love teh title too, very poetic!

cya
spiff

I remember boots and I were talking about the title a while ago. We agreed on this one

Spiff!

Thanks Spiff...fraid so. Great girls though. The original Shirley valentines who went to Corfu in the early seventies in search of sun sea sand and sex...now thirty years on they're saddled with Spiros and two point four children. Amazingly they are all still friends and are unpardonably rude to each other as only true friends may be. Second part is a neighbour...same s*** different location and I have aged her a bit.
Wolf did help me with the title too (thanks Wolf).
Take care
boots (off to search for old radio plays to rehash...Spiff likes the dialogue game...praise indeed!)

You're a class act, Boots.
(...in spite of the subject matter!)

No worse than sox!
Stop interrupting...it was a great evening and I'm trying to report it before I turn into a pumkin...rats just did.
take care
boots

I'm not interrupting, honest.
They weren't my socks, honest.
I'm not imagining the slightest resemblance between the wizzened harpies in your piece and any other company you might have been keeping recently, honest.
This isn't my shovel either, honest.

S*d off! Don't think I'm cut out for the Dick Tracy genre this is proving a bit tricky but will plod on.
take care
boots (who suspects it could be a long night..off to make another coffee)

smiley


well...anyway...I left a comment on the Dick Tracy effort elsewhere. I haven't read this yet . I am savouring it up for tomorrow evening .

Waz

It must be nice to be so at ease with yourself, like these ladies. This is good boots - is there a next one?

I hope so wild rose...but I think I should do some real work...not just be a lazy story teller!
Thanks for popping by and hope things are getting better for you.
Take care
boots

It was worth the wait, boots. Read it over the weekend but BT wouldn't let me post when I tried to. It's still grudgingly slow now.
Waz

BT's a bit of a bitch at the moment. Couldn't log on at all on sunday.
Quite like this genre... think I am going to explore for a while and try and work on 'why women talk like this' and 'do men'? Thought I'd play with different problems and odd situations and locations for a while and see where it leads. I think it could be interesting and suspect a lot of deeper problems could surface and head towards resolution...or not. Both conversations were based on RL and, humour aside, all four protagonists were trying to reach out for help with their issues. 'The psyche of the sit com?' who knows, will see where it leads me. Went to Regents park tonight to see 'High Society'...Huge fun...review pending!
Take care and tap soon
boots

Hey, that sounds good. The ideas I mean, don't know about Regents Park. I suspect men do sometimes, but much less. I think the humour sometimes gets in the way of the resolution. In RL I mean.

I have been left , on occasion, not to mention , by the conversations that go on between the cubicles in the swimming baths changing rooms...

Well I'm off , before I fall off
Good night Boots, talk later. BT willing.

Here I am reading through some backlog, and I start reading this. Why did it not surprise me to find out it was YOU again!! .

Go on, see if you can guess what I thought of it?

You do a mean dialogue, all heat and torpor. Good God, girl, is there nothing you can't do. Visit me at jealousscriptwriters.org.

So I'm bumping you, as this deserves to join the others as the latest craze to sweep the AWW.

All hail the hound.

Tell me, have you ever caught a rabbit? See if you can guess where this could lead...

Fatty, furious with your abilities.




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Thanks Lizard. Rabbits? What's this with rabbits? I can't even catch a cold. Thanks to Speckly too for her comments on ww4, really must stop reading posts and finish writing of post. Not easy this discipline lark.
take care
boots

I could stand really still and you could catch mine!

Go, write, let us not distract you.