When sorrows come, they come not single spies
Who: Geoffrey Tennant, Ellen Fanshaw, Meg Thatcher, Constable Benton Fraser What: Reunion, possibly. Where: Luton, England When: More or less an hour after this post Warnings: Possible swearing, given Geoffrey and Ellen's fantastic command of the art.
The phone wouldn't stop ringing.
Geoffrey Tennant is not a man renowned for his patience. He's also not renowned for enjoying the phone, either; and he likes it even less since the last time he spoke to a much-maligned old friend before he was run over and killed by a pig truck.
The phone is now in the freezer.
His first instinct had been to throw it out a window, but it had bounced off the reinforced whatever-it-is they make windows out of now and hit him in the head, so the freezer seemed like the better option.
It's probably still ringing, but if it is, he can't hear it anymore. And he's going to sit right here and finish making this little stage diorama out of those tiny water crackers he found in a cupboard and which the upper-middle-class seem to love so much, and ignore it happily. Well. Maybe not happily. Perhaps that's too strong of a word. But it beats wanting to tear his brain out of his own skull and thinking too much about what's going on.