One Long, Boring, Grinding Day After Another

It seems we missed an excerpt from Second Opinion on the Monday Books blog. You won’t want to make the same mistake, because it’s hilarious. An excerpt of the excerpt:



The current favourite among the park-benchers, if I may so call them, is 8.4 per cent cider, an appalling liquid which comes in two- and three-litre bottles known technically as ‘rubber ducks’.


‘Why are they called that?’ I asked a patient who belonged to the park-bench culture.


‘I don’t really know. It’s because they float in the bath or the pond, I suppose.’


‘Not with two or three litres of cider in them.’


‘But they never have two or three litres in them for long.’


True enough: I’ve seen many a rubber duck in the gutter, but never a full one.


‘And when did you last work?’ I asked.


He screwed up his eyes and scoured his brain, like an archaeologist scratching around in the sand for traces of remote antiquity.


‘1976,’ he said, after much delay.

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