Saturday 31 May 2014

Mr Edwards -

I am a draper mad with love. I love you more than all the flannelette and calico, candlewick, dimity, crash and merino, tussore, cretonne, crepon, muslin, poplin, ticking and twill in the whole Cloth Hall of the world. I have come to take you away to my Emporium on the hill, where the change hums on wires. Throw away your little bedsocks and your Welsh wool knitted jacket, I will warm your sheets like an electric toaster, I will lie by your side like the Sunday roast.

Miss Price -

I will knit you a wallet of forget-me-not blue for the money, to be comfy. I will warm your heart by the fire so that you can slip it in under your vest when the shop is closed.

Mr Edwards -

Myfanwy, Myfanwy, before the mice gnaw at your bottom drawer will you say 

Miss Price -

Yes, Mog, yes, Mog, yes, yes, yes 

Mr Edwards -

And all the bells of all the tills of the town shall ring for our wedding.

I listened to this lovely BBC adaptation of Under Milk Wood over a midnight supper when I came in last night. Terrific cast playing the villagers of Llareggub (read it backwards), especially Sîan Phillips - with a face that would curdle milk - and Jonathan Pryce, as Mr and Mrs Pugh.

1 comment:

mary said...

He has such a wonderful voice, Sue. Would love to see him on stage again.
Tom Jones is Capt Cat this time.