Winter blues

These sketches are like buses, you wait 49 years for one and then 4 come along all at once!

I don't expect too much from this as it took about five mins to write, about 5 minutes ago. But you lot told me to write and submit stuff so here you are!

Winter Blues.

EXT. DAY.

OLD WOMAN IS SEEN GATHERING WASHING OFF LINE. IT’S DEEPEST WINTER AND THE CLOTHES ARE FROZEN HARD. SHE COLLECTS VARIOUS ITEMS AND TAKES THEM INSIDE.

INT. DAY. KITCHEN

OLD WOMAN PUTS DOWN WASHING AND FINISHES PACKING THE LUNCHES FOR HUSBAND AND SON.

OLD WOMAN. Come on now, lads, get yourselves ready or you’ll be late for work.

CUTS TO OLD WOMAN KISSING SEMI CONCEALED HUSBAND AND SON ON DOORSTEP. SHE HANDS THEM THEIR LUNCH AND CLOSES THE DOOR.

OLD WOMAN. Goodbye, lads, see you later.

HUSBAND. Bye, love.

SON. Bye, mum.

EXT. DAY. REMOTE COUNTRY LANE OUTSIDE THEIR HOUSE.

SON AND FATHER WADDLING DOWN ROAD IN FROZEN CLOTHES AS COLLECTED FROM LINE.

FATHER. I hate winter.

SON. Me, too.

Not bad! Didn't have me rolling on the floor in hysterics but the visualisation it conjured up was good I thought.

Well you said it was written on the hoof so to speak - so yes it was good. More of a visual thing really.

I like visual, i like that !

Maybe if there was a little twist at the end involving a tumble dryer and/or reason for lack of or lack of use of such a thing.

Just a thought

Quite nice. Why is her son still living at home if she's an old woman though? I realise you've done it to create the exchange at the end, but I found that element a little offputting. What if rather than being old, she'd just a bit demented?

Thanks, folks. You are right, David, and she doesn't have to be old and you're probably on to something with it. Cheers, Martin, I quite like that idea.

I think that I was trying to allude to the strangeness of some 'remote' families, if you know what I mean!