18th September, 2013While I was settling down for the evening with a bowl of microwaved spaghetti carbonara, my mobile rang. It was Tommy. He’d been sent another package. As we spoke I kept looking at my ever-cooling carbonara.
STANLEY: Could you not open it?
He then raged at me, nothing of which I understood so I went round to his flat. Tommy slammed the front door shut behind us and punched the wall before thrusting the package into my chest.
STANLEY: You didn’t open it?
TOMMY: What do you think?
I opened the brown-padded envelope and took out a DVD. Tommy snatched it from me. He held it up and read the label.
TOMMY: ‘Put me into your DVD player and play me’. Eh?
Tommy went into his lounge where many DVDs were scattered around his massive TV, the DVD player and on his floor. He pu
