Playella | Concrete Flowers by Keith Large

MRS CARVER is standing in the middle of the stage pointing to the floor when local builder ARCHIE OSBORNE enters from stage left.

MRS CARVER: Still cracked.

ARCHIE: I’m not replacing it until I’ve been paid.

MRS CARVER: And I’m not paying you until the job’s completed.

ARCHIE: Hold on I’ve shelled out twelve grand to landscape your new garden and I haven’t received a bean yet.

MRS CARVER: Beg your pardon, what was your coffee made of?

ARCHIE: Don’t make out you looked after the lads in drinks, you’d no sugar!

MRS CARVER: They shouldn’t have moaned I’d got no teabags.

ARCHIE: You’ll have no garden if you don’t pay me.

ARCHIE crouches down and starts feeling some flowers. MRS CARVER grabs him and pulls him away from the flowers.

MRS CARVER: Don’t you touch my plants.

ARCHIE: They’re growing in the soil I’ve supplied.

MRS CARVER: Which I will pay for when you replace this slab.

ARCHIE: That I can’t afford to replace until you pay me. So I’m taking my soil and selling it to buy a slab. But don’t expect your flowers to grow in concrete!

ARCHIE pulls up a flower and exits the stage with MRS CARVER following behind him trying to grab the flower from him.

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One comment

  1. Tell me more…made me smile this morning. 🙂

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