SANDY FIELD Jackson? Sandy looked the youth up and down. Right-o, kid. THE YOUTH That’s me. Can you write, “To Jackson, from your favourite comedian, Dougie Style”? Jackson pointed at the phone while he recited to Sandy, who stopped before he started, and told him with a cocked eyebrow and a […]
The Moon Howls
TREVOR HOBART I do, lad – here ya go, Sandy. Trevor bemused by the interaction, stood by with a quiet smile. On hearing the young person’s plight, he opened his jacket, dug a hand into his breast pocket, retrieved a pen, and handed it to Sandy. The youth thanked Trevor quickly and returned […]
(THE YOUTH frantically searches pockets.) – my, um, phone? The youth foraged within denim pockets and, finding nothing else of use, handed over a mobile phone. Sandy agreed, impelled by the novelty of the gesture. He’d been asked to sign almost everything in his time, from surface to skin, but not often […]
THE YOUTH Yes, yes, that’s right. I have all your records, and I’ve studied all your work. Sandy had to admit, he was enjoying the enthusiasm. …I’m actually a comedian myself – Sandy lost that interest as quickly as it came. Another hapless wannabe, another nascent talent come to feed upon his […]
Those who met Sandy Field expected Dougie Style. He had always defined his personality around his persona. He’d be flippant, raw, abrupt and comically conceited and it had always been good for him to act that way. But he’d had sworn off comedy only shortly before, and didn’t feel like playing the part. He […]
THE YOUTH I’m sorry to interrupt… A young voice rose from behind the pair, appearing as though from nowhere. The first interruption went ignored by the men, who were enveloped in their embrace. …Excuse me, friends. The voice tried again, a little louder than before. Sandy snapped his head to the […]
TREVOR HOBART C’mon, mate, don’t go – I haven’t given you ya pressie yet. Trevor chased and managed to corral Sandy before he reached the stairs. The promise of his present halted Sandy in his step, and he turned back to his friend with a curious glare. SANDY FIELD Yeah? […]
Sandy wants to leave, but not before he receives his gift.
At Bill’s, on a rooftop, two old friends discuss the state of the world.
Before a barren crowd, Dougie Style delivers his final performance.