Small Plays About My Day

… tiny true dramas in a Charing Cross Road bookshop

First People

Posted on | January 14, 2010 | No Comments

Man with scar: Do you have anything about the first people?
Emily: What’s that, sorry?
Man with scar: The first people who came.
Emily: I…
Man with scar: To England. The first people who came over.
Emily: Oh I see. You could have a look downstairs, we have a British prehistory section.
Man with scar: Do you know how many came, the first time?
Emily: I’m not exactly sure.
Man with scar: Can’t have been just one man, can it? It must have been a group.
Emily: Yes, a tribe, perhaps.
Man with scar: But not many.
Emily: No, I suppose not many.
Man with scar: Was there a time when there weren’t any people here?
Emily: There must have been.
Man with scar: Amazing.
Emily: Yes.


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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