Wednesday, 4 January 2012

Small Stone - Jan 4th

Settling into the plastic chair, he dabs behind his glasses at rheumy eyes, their colour a ghost shade of pale blue. Bending forward he shuffles his papers, revealing tufts of thinning hair which languish in grey curls over the tips of his ears. As his head rises to bestow a benign smile on the class I notice two dark stains down the front of his purple cashmere jumper, each approximately the same size as a fifty pence coin. I make assumptions based on so small a detail, weaving a tale of unkempt eccentricity which is broken by his erudite, pertinent comments.