Hunky Dory Page #2

- Always works.

- Oh, yeah. Great.

- Mam would have washed one for me.

- Anyway, you can be doing

your own laundry now.

Look, come here.

You gotta find the bubbles, see?

There, there she blows.

I thought you said mam

would be coming home by now.

Hello. Swansea 6-5-2-7.

- Stella. It's Davy.

- Oh, hi, Davy.

Hiya. What are you doing?

Nothing. What are you doing?

Nothing. Where were

you this afternoon?

Went down to the lido to cool off.

You were supposed to be in rehearsals.

Yeah, on a Friday.

So, uh... you still

wanna meet up tonight then?

- No. I... I can't.

- Stella. Please?

Look, we said we were

going to be friends.

Are you seeing someone else?

Stella?

F***.

- Have you heard from her?

- Oh, don't start, Mam. Right?

You know I don't wanna

talk about it, right?

- All right. OK.

- See you Tuesday.

- All right.

- Hi, Nan.

- Hiya, my old son, you all right?

- All right?

- Ta-ra, love.

- Ta-ra.

Hello, ladies.

- Beautiful night, innit?

- It's all right.

It's more beautiful now I've seen you.

- Get a load of this!

- Oi, oi, you f***ing wankers!

Enjoy your f***ing chips.

- All right, Kenny?

- All right.

- Nice haircut. What are you doing?

- Nothing much.

- What have you girls been doing?

- Nothing...

All right, girls? Stella.

Fancy a shag?

I don't think so.

- You slag.

- What's on your shoulder, Kenny?

Idiots.

You wanna hear what Macca's

been saying about you?

- I don't give a sh*t.

- Everyone thinks you're a poof.

F*** off, you dwarf.

What's he going on about now? Hmm?

Right, get the inner tube out.

Careful of the valve.

- What are you going on about, Angus?

- Him. Being in a musical.

- He's such a bummer, it's embarrassing.

- You're embarrassing, more like.

Don't let him wind you up, son.

Your Uncle Neville

used to love the dramatics.

Exactly.

Dad!

Anyway, I thought you

were going out tonight?

He's been stood up, ain't he.

Our first stop is in Bogota

To check Colombian fields

The natives smile and pass along

A sample of their yield

Sweet Jamaican pipe dreams

Golden Acapulco nights

Then Morocco and the East

Fly by morning light

We're on the train to Bangkok

Aboard the Thailand Express

- Thank you, Epitaph.

- Thank you, Swansea!

Thank you, Munro, that's enough now.

- Mandy, your brother's a f***ing poof.

- Piss off.

...will present us with her

Thought For The Day. Lorraine?

Silence!

Miss, I'm supposed

to give you this, miss.

- What is it?

- From my parents, miss.

- I'm not supposed to do the show.

- What?

- Sorry.

- You're Prospero.

- Syd, it's two weeks away.

- I know, miss. Sorry.

The Shakespeare's a bit harder

than the Bowie.

- Yeah.

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