The Glue In The Palace Was Rarefied; The Putty Was Dreadful
A Play For Two Voices by Dobson
Bim - Look, here is a photograph of Gervase wearing spats.
Bam - Exactly what colour is that basin?
Bim - I am standing behind a plinth.
Bam - Can I have a look at that owl?
Bim - Do you know how to darn a balaclava?
Bam - I tell you, it is made of tin!
Bim - Let me have those bus tickets you are clutching.
Bam - I shudder when I think …
Bim - Oh look! A cormorant!
Bam - I need to get a bandage.
Bim - That pane of glass gives me the creeps.
Bam - Must I chew fennel?
Bim - Lend me a pin.
Bam - Rotate that thing again while I fetch the trumpets.
Bim - I thought it was an anagram of Pol Pot.
Bam - You unblock the drains & I'll wear a curious hat.
Bim - At eight o clock I will have to go to the pantry.
Bam - Did you know that Gerard Manley Hopkins mesmerised a duck?
Bim - Perhaps Maisie has gone to her boudoir.
Bam - Is that real dust?
Bim - The carapace of reason has been submerged in a puddle of confusion.
Bam - I can hear the dying groans of a police officer.
Bim - That is a very untidy lid!
Bam - Please show me how to use the whisk.
Bim - He used to have two of those cartons, but one was crushed.
Bam - Leave that cutlery where it belongs.
Bim - Can I take that delicious pudding back to my chalet?
Bam - Hand me that chaffinch.
Bim - Worse things happen at sea.
Bam - Perhaps it used to be a hydroelectric power station.
Bim - I had a nightmare about hens.
Bam - There is a very good biography by Grevel Lindop.
Bim - There is something sinister about that pot of mustard.
Bam - Have one of my spangles.
Bim - Tarry not 'neath the fat & sparkling stars.
Bam - I come from haunts of coot & hern.
Bim - (ecstatically) So do I!