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.|
|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.
|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.|
|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.|
|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.