Written and narrated by Ellie Martin
Copyright ©2017 by Ellie Martin
George is a con man, he walks the streets posing as the nice guy doing good work but collecting money for his own means. Today it’s hot and he’s not doing well. He curses his bad luck, then makes a big mistake.
about the author
I was born in the East End of London in an area that was still covered by wartime debris, where we lived in an old house supported by three wooden buttresses. It was small and very cold in winter, heated by a coal fire and a paraffin stove where Mum worked endlessly shopping, cooking and cleaning everything manually.
What a change to the life we live now surrounded with technology at our fingertips, yet, personally I feel I have been privileged to have experienced that time, to have had a foot in each camp, be it modern or out dated, because even though push button A/B telephones and black and white TV doesn’t sound terribly interesting to the young, the community and determination of the people of those days continually pull so many of my emotional cords.
I wish I had an English accent.. by Eric Bickernicks on 25 June 2017
…just like yours Ellie! (I would sound much more sophisticated.) 🙂 It sounds London-ish. Here..I’m just gonna take a guess you live in Harrow, England: https://goo.gl/maps/RGjezgMqBQ62 (how close was I?)
I only wished you had described the trash in more detail (so I could visualize the scene/house better). Was it a bunch of soiled diapers? Broken cat toys? Discarded tins of bangers and mash? It would’ve given me more insight into what the old man was like. Did George smell anything when the door opened? etc.
Damn it, I’m not sure how Ellie is supposed to reply to this. Paul! You need to fix this! 🙂