Saturday, 18 July 2015

The Long Windows

The mannequin wears a Virgin Airlines air hostess uniform with a badge depicting a single feathered wing and heavy buttons that may well be genuine brass. There’s already a certain museum credibility surrounding the uniform. The mannequin doesn’t have a head.

On the other side of the room, a heater/cooler/evaporator contraption that has a vent and cylindrical body suggestive of a Dalek. 

A white carpet with several inches of pile and Venetian blinds – also white. The windows are long slots and the glass is like water in a river. There is further greenery outside so it is difficult to tell where outside begins or ends. 

A bearded man sits in a wicker bucket chair watching a round TV like an astronaut’s helmet. He leans forward, props his head with his hands in the manner of the thinker.

Now to sit for a while, gaze out of these long windows. 

You, the observer, have no idea what he’s thinking. He could be planning dinner or murder.

Imagine no-one could interrupt you again. 

That you could go on sitting by these long windows following your own thoughts forever.


  1. You painted such a vivid, clear word picture, I was totally there. Excellent write, quite Hemingway-like. xo

    1. Gosh, thank you Marion. Thank you for reading.



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