Saturday, 12 November 2011
Ernie is sitting up in bed scribbling some notes on a piece of paper. Another masterpiece. Eric walks into the room, takes off his dressing gown and gets into bed with Erine. He lights his pipe. Bored. Eric starts talking but Ernie doesn't want to be diverted. Eric sits there making a succession of stupid comments, but Ernie won't be distracted.
Eric complains that it's cold on his side of the bed. Will Ernie swap sides?
Eric's still bored. He gets out of bed and goes over to the window. Nothing much is happening.
We hear a siren of maybe a police car going by. Eric turns around, takes his pipe out of his mouth.
'He's not going to sell much ice-cream going at that speed'