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By BrianRobertNeal
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21 April 2007 |
Only the final paragraph is fiction, the rest is true. I'd posted this elsewhere on an Embarrassing Moments frorum. So it's very "minimal".
Brian
I had to do a Stately Home. At the last moment the Accountant I was to have seen was replaced by the Estate Administrator.
After the chat was over we then saw a representative sample of the Estates facilities. She was in a despereate hurry and pumped her little legs really fast. I'm just about
6 feet so when I got my legs moving I shot ahead of her.
"More haste, less speed Mr Neal, you should have gone left here." She almost had a smile. I'd overshot the turn by 40 yards
Then it was the House. It was not open to the Public. I was told that as there were no cleaners in I'd have to take my shoes off. I prayed that I had no holes in either sock. I had holes in both. However by clenching my toes I could hide the fact. But I could only hobble
"Don't worry about your socks I've holes in my tights" She softly barked.
One of the rooms was stunning. I said to her, It must be really wonderful to have this as a family home.
"Oh yes" she said " it is."
Mind it tells well-"Then Lady Wossername says to me there's no cleaners in today and starts undressing . She looks at me and says dont just stand there I haven't got all day. " I end the story there with the old nudge nudge wink wink routine. |
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Auntie Nascent
Written by BrianRobertNeal (1195 comments posted) 21st April 2007 | | I can't edit the problems out, can you? |
Written by Phil (6713 comments posted) 22nd April 2007 | This is still a bit raw for me Brian. Like the idea and it has potential for an amusing story (You have been reading Tom Sharpe haven't you?) but it's not quite there for me.
The estate administrator turns into the lady of the manor at the end. Perhaps I'm misreading.
Would have liked to see this fleshed out just a little and the characters given some more depth. I would imagine there's endless comedy opportunities with a brusk, upper class quickie. Riding horse metaphors spring to mind, bossy commands to 'giddy up' etc with many a healthy and ruddy snort.
Just a thought. (One which I must forget quickly - ergh!)
Phil. | Hi Phil
Written by BrianRobertNeal (1195 comments posted) 24th April 2007 | The tale is actually true. I did go round with a very aggressive and dynamic woaman who I thought was a Senior Office Girl.
She was in fact the wife of the man wot owns the shack. So it's not a tale per-se but the truth.
Brian |
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