Still Life Page #2

What about that eh!

Time stops for no one.

Here he is.

Billy Stoke.

I can't say I recognize him.

They all look the same don't they?

Call the Health Department.

They need to clean and clear

this place as soon as possible.

Except for the Carriage clock.

That goes to the Pawnbrokers

in the High Street.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Goodbye now.

No family again Mr May?

- Maybe.

- Mr May!

Mr Pratchett.

Could I see you in my office please?

As I said, your Department is being

amalgamated with that of the Dulwich office.

Here represented by Miss Pilger.

And from today the Coroner is referring

all cases to the new office.

Dulwich?

- I guess I could buy a bicycle.

- Ah, no. You don't understand.

You won't need to travel,

that's the point.

Given the current

pressure on finances

the Council is undertaking a new

round of efficiency savings.

We're letting you go.

- You're letting me go?

- Mr May, in the two months I've been here

I've been able observe you at work and

there's no doubt you are very thorough.

But if I may say so

you're also very slow.

Not to say expensive

given the number funerals you choose to

organize as opposed to cremations.

There were no indications of religi...

John, you've been with the

Council now for how long?

- Twenty two years.

- Twenty two years?

Well, I think you should see this as an

opportunity for a new beginning, don't you?

A new life

I'm sure the Council's references will

enable you to find new and challenging work.

A job where people are

alive, for a change?

What about this morning's case?

This morning?

Ah yes, that'll be your last one.

Please close it in three days.

Should be the right size

Sorry about this, you know...

Health rules.

I understand. I also have to wear this

stuff at work sometimes.

You're in food processing too then?

Baking?

Baking? No, not really baking.

I'm actually a...

Well, I only have to wear

this when I see people.

People?

Yes, I mean people...

who don't bake anymore.

Billy...

Billy Stoke.

Worst player in the team.

Nobody would dare kick him out.

Bloody temper.

Hear that?

Managed to fight both Management and

Union reps about the afternoon break.

He won us 5 extra minutes then

dropped off, just packed it in.

But before he does

that, what does he do?

Pisses in a vat of pork meat.

Some of the batch got through.

Pies never tasted so good.

Here, have one.

Thank you, I don't smoke.

We found this... in his home.

Do you know who she might be?

No idea.

Looks a bit like him.

- Daughter, maybe?

- Yes.

That's what I think.

Would be nice to give it to

her if she was still alive.

He must have loved her.

Funny though.

Never mentioned a family.

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