Scene;
Jerf’s Mum’s front room.
Jerf’s Mum
Jerf, why aren’t you writing sit-com?
Have they been shouting at you again?
Did you send that script to Liz Anstee?
She sent it back by letter bomb, she didn’t like it then?
What about that radio station, somewhere in Wales?
Can’t find it on your Sat-Nav?
Have you tried Google Earth?
Make a video, and put it on You-Tube.
What shall you do?
Same as they all do.
Sit in a darkened room and talk bollocks.
You never know, Benny Hill might show it on ‘You’ve Been Framed.
If you must do that,
Take the sheets off, before it set’s hard
I’m fed up trying to bend then into the washing machine.
The last one was like a B&Q kitchen worktop.