Dem Apples

​I  am … or should a I say  one finds oneself in very fortunate situations  behind  my house is a community orchard  with  over 30 trees  with the rather delicious pear apple .. druid  and many more … as fortunate as i believe one is  I am not entirely sure about the company one has to keep in order to benefit from this autumal crop … as ever  my neighbour the edwardian dandy , his friend the elizabethan fop  still fine … the last of our party  was a man  who is hard to define but rest assured  all dialogue  or banter ends up with a gruesome brutal tale of human misery and depravity… we are aware of this tendancy  and with an amount of mental agility  try to find an impossibly delightful topics to share with … today  our apple scrumping  found us  heads lowered  staring at the wet grass  …with this friend spitting lumps of apple as he described a nightout  that ended up with machetes ..the SAS  and a bizarre scenario  with the protagonist  starving in the cargo hold of a ship on its way to Karachi ….because of my juvenile and unsympathetic nature …as he was reaching a pinnacle of misery and depravity  I accidently snorted my mouthful of apple out through my nose … this was followed  by uncontrollable tears and finally choking laughter ……i apologised “Do go on   you were at the part where  he started drinking his own wee!” …. i said was truly sorry   and ran  down the meadow with  tears  streaming down my ruddy  apple filled cheeks ….

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About mauricewoconnell

Maurice OConnell is a Creative based in Cornwall concentrating on Writing and Unique theatrical appearances.. He continues to imagine a world twice as exciting and dangerous than it could possibly ever be View all posts by mauricewoconnell

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