Saturday, April 04, 2009

Saint Albans of Hertford

“Wherever they burn books they will also, in the end, burn human beings”. (Heinrich Heine) was written in cigarette ash on the toilet wall. ‘…Burgas and lime…’ said the fat man to the proprietor, ‘…and a slice of pineapple upside down cake…’ said the fat woman. ‘…fat bastards…’ said the proprietor under his breath. Saint Albans of Hertford make the most delectable pineapple upside down cake, the Neath Creamery of Port Talbot supplying the butter and fresh cream, the two, Saint Albans of Hertford and Neath Creamery of Port Talbot living off the avails of cake and cream. Stop that damn fiddling you cad bastard; now! He shepherded himself out the door, the proprietor yelling after him ‘…where’s my fiver…’. With little effort he made it to Cuas an Ghainimh whereupon he sat for a fiver and took in the afternoon sun playing knockers on the water, his stomach bilge with Neath Creamery cream and Las Cumbres.

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