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bedside lamp on unknowingly as she eyed up the surroundings. The lamp covered her bedroom poorly, only lighting around a foot’s radius from the light itself. Cindy stretched and turned, now unable to get back to sleep, so she reluctantly left the bed and swung the dressing gown over her in one swift motion knocking a glass to the floor as she left uncaringly. Cindy entered the blackened kitchen, where she saw the weather on the road presented along with the two cars slightly frosted over, the milkman’s buggy in the distance and cats retreating after a night of gallivanting.
     
    Six softly, spoken, sweeping, somber voices all sang in synergy at the great hall in the Edinburgh theatre. A united around of applause was given instantaneously as the choir ended their session. The long draped red curtains swung across admitting a short interval for the audience. Crowds of ages heading for the green lights that led to the exit, through to rooms full of refreshments and gift shops. A young looking woman was struggling to carry some kind of instrument through the swarm, bumping into passersby’s on doing so. Entertainers on stilts and dancers in painted-on costumes with tassels were down the corridor to the left where a ring had formed around them for viewing.
     
    Young Jack was fast asleep, twitching slightly when the noise level rose. Andrew his brother was munching his way through snacks whilst the family paraded through the crowds to refresh and to browse the stores. Andrew wondered ahead as he normally does, entering shops at will, asking Cindy and then George if he could have the particular item he was holding, all the time his parents rejected the idea. George was pushing Jack in the pram, a small blue pram that was passed on from a distant relative when Jack was born, containing a roof cover to shelter him from the rain and a squeaking wheel that drives George mad.
     
    The loudspeaker system announced that the choir and plays would resume performance in five minutes. The crowds descended to their seats, clutching impulse-bys and drinks. The soft music erupted from what seemed the back of the hall, although it was an instrument played at the front, and linked to speakers situated at the rear. A short man came onto the stage and spoke in a croaky and perplexed fashion.
    ‘Resume you think, I walk alone, I talk alone, they call me mad, I mean no harm, you think I’m glad? Reveal your charm and drink!’ cried the man slowly getting higher in tone when implying questions.
    ‘A tale of two begins-part two ‘Vacant Expression’ said the short toad-like man, as the show got underway. Dancers scattered before the stage swirling mindlessly out of control waving colours of the world sheets as the pranced creating a real sense of delusion. Suddenly there was a thud…the dancers froze as the thud gradually presented itself as a giant boot the size of the hall. Cindy gasped and so did around a dozen around her. The old, laced boot grey and muddy walking along the stage, with a trouser attached. Someone spoke….
    ‘Ye down yonder pass me my plate, for I be filling this rumbling ache’ said a deep voice from above.
    This voiced bellowed from a giant, of which only a boot and part of his leg can be seen. Andrew was rocking on his chair with an anticipating look on the events to come next. Jack however, was sound asleep, barely even moving at all. The play went on into the night, with screams, gasps and laughter delights. The family left, utterly pleased with the performance and headed home where they had a brief discussion about the character called biob, who was some sort of mystical creature, which Andrew seemed to dislike, as Cindy clapped the saliva against her upper mouth as the noise echoed off her teeth. She felt that sometimes Andrew really is hard to please. The family opted to bed shortly after a night drink, with Jack and Andrew off to bed first whom George and Cindy later followed.   
     
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