Tuesday, 20th November
Quotation that sums up my day:
“Conversation about the weather is the last refuge of the unimaginative.” Oscar Wilde
Exerpt for 20th November
The first time Seymour had met Calman O’Rourke he had been draped casually across his chair in the Council Chamber like a human Salvador Dali clock the morning after his election as a local councillor. He recalled thinking the man was much too confident, flippant even, as he had cast his eyes skyward and mouthed “or arsenic” to Councillor Louise Byman, who, flustered, had dropped into the chair next to him muttering that the Chief Executive appeared close to mental breakdown and needed to pop a Prozac that morning.
Seymour couldn’t have been more wrong about Cal – underneath his jokey, extrovert veneer he had proved to be an intelligent and eloquent orator and a loyal ambassador for the town. Now, ten years later, Calman O’Rourke was about to become next year’s Mayor.
© Annie Ireson