Thursday, 14 May 2015

Epipod Eight: The Tally Ho

I am very upset, because I'm an old man now, at the short length of childhood that children have. They don't have childhood for long and I think that's a wicked shame, because childhood is the most marvellous thing you've got to remember for the rest of your life.


Your village may be different from other people's villages but we are all prisoners.

Me:  You know what we’re doing this oddcast’s commentingary on, don’t you?

Him:  No.

Me:  Excellent. 

Him:  Wasn’t it some guy called, like, ‘Ser Eric’ or something?

Me:  Ha!  No.  We’re not doing that one.

Him:  What one?

Me:  Exactly.  We’re looking at a children’s TV show that I, basically, knew next to nothing about.

Him:  And you expect me to know next to something about it?

Me:  Not really.  I’ll do the ‘facts’, you just react.

Him:  Okay, Doctor Seuss.

Me:  Shhh.  Nobody’s worked that out yet.

The sea badger drops in through the ceiling and makes a dreadful mess that takes the best part of an afternoon to clear up.

Him:  Aren’t your jokes...  I can’t remember what I was going to say.

Me:  Improvise.  I’ve got the show notes to help us stay on track.

Him:  Okay.

Me:  Shall we?

Him:  If we must.

Me:  Yes, we must.

Him:  Well then.


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