Carol – female 30’s, Dot – Carol’s Mum 50’s – Set in Carol’s kitchen early afternoon
| DOT | Cooee! Carol, I’m here. |
| CAROL | Oh, Hi Mum – just time for a cuppa before we collect Henry from school. |
| DOT | How’s my favourite grandson then? |
| CAROL | Oh fine – though we had a bit of a mix-up yesterday. |
| DOT | Really, what? |
| CAROL | Well yesterday he went to Matthew’s for tea, then later at bedtime he said “Mummy – what’s suicide?”
I asked where he’d heard it and he said that Matthew’s Mummy and Elliot’s Mummy were talking about me and they said it and laughed. |
| DOT | You? |
| CAROL | I just made light of it with Henry and then when I got downstairs I rang Matthew’s Mum to ask what she thought she was doing. Using such language in front of a seven-year-old. And what the hell it was about. |
| DOT | And? |
| CAROL | At first she hadn’t the slightest idea what I was on about, then she began to laugh. |
| DOT | I don’t think it’s funny. |
| CAROL | Nor did I. |
| DOT | Whatever were they saying? |
| CAROL | Well you know I’ve gone blonde? |
| DOT | Of course – not sure I like it though.. |
| CAROL | Not you as well. Anyway to get back to Henry – apparently they were talking about how it looks. |
| DOT | What? |
| CAROL | My hair. Then Elliot’s Mum said “Suicide” and they both laughed. |
| DOT | What? I don’t get it. |
| DOT | Neither did I – she had to explain it.
It’s a Lily Savage phrase. She meant – dyed by her own hand. |
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