Describing the days of the week as people - Sunday - Graham
Graham was your average oldie, although he denied that description
quite profusely. He wore grandpa flat caps and knitted woollen scarfs, indoors.
He would sit down and moan; about his bones or not having the gravy he liked
with his favourite roast, little things really but they mattered to Graham.
He thrived on reading his beloved newspaper with his pipe
hanging out from between his lips, as he smoked the four Tobacco leaves his wife
permitted him each day. It was the only time was allowed to relax.
His wife kept him rather busy, always preparing for the next
day; this put Graham on the edge a little and made him feel somewhat
apprehensive. He couldn’t help it, whatever he did there was something he hated
about prepping for a day he wasn’t living in presently.
Graham had an excessively high opinion of his day and
thought it to be the perfect mix of helping his wife and selfishly doing all
the things he wanted to do; like watching a movie at four in the afternoon (while
his wife cooked the roast he so adamantly craved – with the right gravy). He prized
himself on helping his wife when she needed it and ‘staying out of the way’
when she didn’t.
He was an oldie but a softie, and everyone loved him. All of
the kids did, who complained about school to him- who he would tell, “schools
not important when you can go outside and play”. All of the teenagers who
moaned about their partners cheating, were told that true love would find a way;
like it did with him and his lovely wife. And all the adults who would just
come for the tea, biscuits and stories. What can we say, he is a lovable guy.
Hope you enjoyed this little series,
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