Tales From The Town #146: Snooker

“What are you watching?”

“Snooker.”

“What?”

“Snooker.”

“Snooker is not a word, Daniel.”

“It’s a game.”

“It’s not even a game, Daniel. They don’t show games on TV!”

“It’s a sport, Claire.”

“It’s definitely not a sport, Tina.”

“It is.”

“It isn’t! They’re not even wearing trainers. And they’re wearing trousers.”

“You’re not even wearing trainers or trousers!”

“Shut up, Ethel.”

“You shut up, Claire!”

“And anyway, if it IS a sport, why are they all so old?”

Claire!

“What now Daniel?”

“That’s so rude!”

“It is not rude. Just look at them. They look like ghosts in a haunted hotel!”

“There’s no such thing as ghosts, Claire.”

“I know that, Ethel! And I never said there was! So there!”

“You did!”

“I did not!”

“You did!”

“I did not!”

(repeat until end of frame)

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Notes:

1. Written on May 1st, 2024

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