The Green Scarf

I'm at home and looking for food. Leon and becky are out, but I am
looking after their nephew and niece. They keep wandering off into the
park, and I try to keep them from going to far by offering them ice
lollys from the freezer.

I'm hungry now, and so I look for some food for myself.

All I can find that looks appealing is this black pudding in a packet
in the fridge. I feel like this is what I need to eat.

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I head down to a music venue in town. Its a little place with a bar.
My friend runs the place, and later this eve my brother is helping him
put a night on.

Its getting up to 8pm, when the doors open. Its going to be electronic
dj's playing funky stuff. I want to go home to get changed out of my
day clothes, but my bro suggests that I just pop round the corner to
one of the clothes shops that will still be open, and save myself a
long trip.

I take up his suggestion, and wander round to this strange little
fabric clothes shop. There are some people in there sat on a sofa. It
feels like I'm interrupting their conversation by walking in. They
ignore me and keep talking, a guy and a girl, she is reading to him
the Lord of the Rings. From the sound of it, they are going to be
putting on a play of it, as they are memorising lines from it.

I finger through the clothes on the rail, and try to be fast. I just
need something for this eve, that will make me look like I've put in
some effort to look nice. I find a green scarf.

The girl on the sofa reads out from the book, "Green, the colour of
the Moon in her feeling for the plants."

Yes, this is what I need, this scarf will give me that confidence.

I wander back to the music venue, only one person has turned up, a guy
called Micheal. I greet him, as I recognise him from way back. It
feels like no-one is going to turn up. Rich, the bar owner tells me
about how business has been down an how he wants to sell up the place
this winter an move to warmer climes.