there is hope where there’s britain

a british truck is bound to carry british crips, said sponge, and has them delivered to a shop.
some fried liver as well perhaps for the deli counter, said breadroll.
that was the extend of their conversation. sponge and breadroll at times took great pride in saying just the essential things.

hope in the bleak country

tomorrow, the man said (not the man we were talking about), tomorrow, i heard, the government will be thinking about a new toilet. tomorrow.
i, too, have things to do tomorrow, said sponge.

© the Book of Sponge and Others.