Chip Butties with Garlic Sauce

‘Let me show you what I mean’ Skinny Boy stubs his cigarette out and clears his throat. ‘Now have you heard of Orbital? Well they did this song that goes did did doo dooooo diddle id doooo. Do you know the one I mean?’ I had no idea what he was talking about but who was I to challenge greatness? So I just agreed. At this point Skinny Boy opened a draw to get what I could only imagine was to be a pen and paper. Then it struck me, maybe I am about to see their work. The jottings that one day could be worth thousands. I paused in anticipation. Then Skinny Boys phone rang.

‘now then mate, yeah…yeah…yeah…no he is still here…yeah…yeah…purple then went black…yeah…yeah…about 10 minutes…nice one’. I interrupted to suggest that Skinny Boy request the discs and thus my campaign to push mONKEYs fOREHEAd back into the business. ‘He’s gone’ was the reply. A moment missed but with 10 minutes before Bertie arrives I open my questions.

‘So what are your musical influences?’ Skinny Boy is now sat on his chair staring at his computer screen.

‘I don’t like musicals to be honest’. As I was about to explain I realised that I had again been had.

‘German Electronica is probably my biggest…’ at this point Skinny Boy burst out laughing at something on the screen. A screen that was placed in such a way that I could not see what it displayed. I had to find out. I need a new angle. I will shout for chip butties with garlic sauce for dinner. What is the point in having an expenses account if I can’t use it!