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{{a|opcoboone|{{image|Edd Sweeney|png|Edd Sweeney}}}}A gunmetal sky was spotting Barrington Road with fat cold [[blob]]s as the station clock struck nine. The underground exhaled | {{a|opcoboone|{{image|Edd Sweeney|png|Edd Sweeney}}}}A gunmetal sky was spotting Barrington Road with fat cold [[blob]]s as the station clock struck nine. The underground exhaled a sullen gust of musty commuters onto the pavement. A squabble of black brollies erupted and dispersed. Left behind: a thin damp silhouette stooped beneath the dripping eves. [[Edd Sweeney]] was possessed of neither brolly nor coat and was, as usual, late. | ||
He sighed, tucked his chin into his collar and set off. | |||
Neither he, nor of the brolly-wielding pigeons about him, noticed the great bird perched atop the broken battlements lining the tenement across the road. Nor did the workmen affixing a new sign to the tired bricks below it: EAGLE DWELLINGS. | Neither he, nor of the brolly-wielding pigeons about him, noticed the great bird perched atop the broken battlements lining the tenement across the road. Nor did the workmen affixing a new sign to the tired bricks below it: EAGLE DWELLINGS. | ||
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He hopped over a puddle. Behind him, an urgent toot. “Hi, Sweeney, old man!” | He hopped over a puddle. Behind him, an urgent toot. “Hi, Sweeney, old man!” | ||
Sweeney turned to see a plump face | Sweeney turned to see a plump face, dressed about with apple cheeks, floppy hair and emerging from an outsized chalk-stripe suit, beaming at him from a taxi. | ||
“Oh, hallo, Roly.” | “Oh, hallo, [[Roly Punchface|Roly]].” | ||
“I say, aren’t you running a bit late? | “I say, aren’t you running a bit late, old boy?” | ||
Sweeney | “I am a bit, yes.” Sweeney drew near, in unexpectant hope. | ||
Roly slapped the taxi door happily. “Cripes, ''I’m'' late enough, and I’ve got wheels! Oh well: See you at the office! Don’t get too wet!” Roly shunted up the window. “Let’s crack on, driver!” | |||
The taxi pulled back into the traffic, drenching his trousers as it went. | |||
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The artist once known as the Barber collected a sheaf from the printer and stalk back towards the office that he shared with Roly. | The artist once known as the Barber collected a sheaf from the printer and stalk back towards the office that he shared with Roly. | ||
A mildewed graveyard of [[tombstone]]s stretched away across his desk hemmed in and overgrown by gnarled stacks of [[offering circular]]s. He cleared a space for his printing | A mildewed graveyard of [[tombstone]]s stretched away across his desk hemmed in and overgrown by gnarled stacks of [[offering circular]]s. He cleared a space for his printing, triggering an avalanche in a nearby stack. A wad of [[trust deed]]s and closing agendas cascaded into a wastepaper basket, belching [[side letter]]s and half-wrecked [[amendment agreement]]s as it went. | ||
Elements of the blues brothers putting the band back together and wake up neo. BJA costs in the through some technological technology service then makes his way into the office in a client meeting room. Also no element of weird wizards at the beginning of Harry potter that he sees all around is Fleet Street office. | Elements of the blues brothers putting the band back together and wake up neo. BJA costs in the through some technological technology service then makes his way into the office in a client meeting room. Also no element of weird wizards at the beginning of Harry potter that he sees all around is Fleet Street office. |