Source: Wikipedia
Dylan Thomas was a regular at the Brown’s Hotel Pub in Laugharne. He was such a regular he gave the pub’s phone number as his. The anniversary of his November 9th, 1953 got me thinking about his resemblance to another bar regular and I thought how he might have greeted everyone as he came in each day.
Door opens.
Dylan: Good afternoon everyone.
Everyone: DYLAN!
Robert: How’s it going, Dylan?
Dylan: Cur is set upon cur and I am gartered with a mongrel’s dinner.
Door opens.
Dylan: Good afternoon everyone.
Everyone: DYLAN!
Robert: What are you up to, Dylan?
Dylan: Perfect proportions if I could stand eye-height with the Laugharne castle turret.
Door opens.
Dylan: Good afternoon everyone.
Everyone: DYLAN!
Robert: What’s shakin’, Dylan?
Dylan: My mortal flesh, stork-white and swollen as the tide that coaxes the cockles from their airy nest.
Door opens.
Dylan: Good afternoon everyone.
Everyone: DYLAN!
Rhys: How are you feeling, Mr. Thomas?
Dylan: Bitter.
Rhys: I’m sorry to hear that.
Dylan: No, a pint of bitter now!
Door opens.
Dylan: Good afternoon everyone.
Everyone: DYLAN!
Robert: I’ve drawn a pint for you, Dylan.
Dylan: I admire your skill with the stylus but would prefer a filled glass.
Door opens.
Dylan: Good afternoon everyone.
Everyone: DYLAN!
Robert: I have a pint ready for you Dylan.
Dylan: I shall partake then whatever it may be.
Robert: Looks like ale.
Dylan: A ray of sun breaks into this vale of tears.
Door opens.
Dylan: Good afternoon everyone.
Everyone: DYLAN!
Robert: How are we today, Dylan?
Dylan: Time, like a running grave, fans the flames of our bodily hearths.
Robert: Lager then?
Cheers for those amazing scenarios. ?
Flipping auto correct! The above comment should have read AMUSING scenarios. Although of course some people may find them amazing ?.
Whether they find them amusing or amazing I’ll drink to their good health.
Ha! Love it. You should invent a Norm to Dylan translation app. Or maybe the other way around?
That’s a fantastic idea. If I had the technological skills I’d be seriously tempted to create such a thing.
CHRIS!
Thank you so much for not suggesting I have more in common with Cliff Clavin–although you wouldn’t be the first.