Small Plays About My Day

… tiny true dramas in a Charing Cross Road bookshop

Gay Sadist

Posted on | June 22, 2010 | 1 Comment

Man in shorts: If you want to buy a book, this is the place to come.
Wide blonde woman: I do want a book. Where’s H?
Man in shorts: Bloody hell. In between G and I.
Wide blonde woman: I want Georgette Heyer.
Man in shorts: Well she’s here.
Wide blonde woman: Got that one. Got that one. Got that one.
Man in shorts: Bloody hell.
Wide blonde woman: What’s this?
Squat man in shorts: That’s not fiction.
Wide blonde woman: Gay Sadist.
Mann in shorts: Bloody hell.
Wide blonde woman: I’ve never seen anything like this.
Man in shorts: Has it got pictures?
Wide blonde woman: No.
Man in shorts: Bloody hell.


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  • "In a town like London there are always plenty of not quite certifiable lunatics walking the streets, and they tend to gravitate towards bookshops, because a bookshop is one of the few places where you can hang about for a long time without spending any money."
    George Orwell