16-11-2004, 12:35
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Re: Hyndburnlite a success
Scene: An office of Hyndburn Borough Council.
(The camera pans to reveal two desks, overflowing filing cabinets line the walls and office plants in various states of decompositions line the window ledges. At varying angles posters extolling the virtues of Hyndburn as a tourist destination are “blu- tacked” to the walls.)
Enter: Simon. (He is short, balding, overweight and badly dressed.)
Simon: (addressing someone out of shot) And you can tell that Britcliffe to keep his trap shut about the bloody deficit in future.
Voice off: Simon, Simon!
(Simon reacts to the voice by slumping into a chair and burying his head in his hands.)
(Enter, Ethel, in a state of panic. She carries a telephone, the wires trail behind her. She also wearing a telephone headset and there is the sound of a mobile phone. )
Ethel: Oh thank goodness. There you are.
Simon: What is it Ethel?
Ethel: It’s the Market, Simon.
Simon: (Brightening.) What is it this time? No don’t tell me, let me guess. Someone has actually sold something?
Ethel: (Downcast.) Do you always have to be so cynical Simon?
Simon: No, not always, I think it must be something in the air here. I’m actually quite a reasonable sort of chap when I’m at home in Blackpool. What is the national emergency this time Ethel?
Ethel: Well it’s raining again Simon.
Simon: This is the North West love. You’ll find out when you have been here as long as I have, that it tends to do that more often than it doesn’t. What’s the problem?
Ethel: the drains aren’t working.
Simon: We know all about that love, it’s on the “things to ignore” list.
Ethel: I know, I know, but the market is flooded and the traders are complaining. They’ve had to call out the life-boat, Simon.
Simon: So? Tell them it’s part of the new Tourist Attraction. “Accrington; The Venice of the North”
Fade
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