Wednesday, 18 April 2018

The Locar Vicar - Episode 30

It’s Tuesday, Gaynor’s been chatting to Pixie Lott all morning. She’s decided she’s not going to see Ed Sheeran a second time; he’s too ‘arty’ she explains, the type who’ll chop his own ear off and stick it in the post, like that dickhead artist, Rembrandt. Gaynor likes a man with a dirty blue collar and a gleam in his eye; the smell of whisky on his breath and an unquestionable devotion to his bloodhound. ‘Most of us dream of a man like that’ sighs Paul, ‘It’s certainly not me’ admits Ed, checking the time of his next bus.