| Joanne |
I brush myself off and get my shit together |
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| Joanne |
Cars are slowing down by the lights to see what commotion has just happened Another morning in Newport I yell I go to re-enter Get proper answers like But as I look through the door I can already see the receptionist and Mr Juice-head on the phone whilst they're staring at me. To see what I'm doing Fuck this AND FUCK YOU I'm off Strolling across the road to the sound of beeps past Courtyard and down towards Tesco. The buildings and shops The history Taking it all in. The memories The stories behind them all Steals a fag off the Tesco employees on break outside. Puffing away I go round the corner and onto high street. Wandering through the crowd towards my pitch I get to my pitch and look at it in its glory Triumphant as it stands there proud My business My pitch |
| Joanne goes to pack away her pitch and as she does she looks at the loom band on her wrist |
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| Joanne |
I grab a handful of loom bands and start throwing them into the crowd of passer by's Take a loom band I yell out Give a loom band to a loved one And anyone would think I have the plague as people are actively avoiding me as I'm dispersing of my looms Chasing people down high street Here please take one. Honestly no charge Just have it Two old ladies with their trolleys outside poundland take a handful of looms off me and tell me to have a lovely day And no sooner am I back to get more and I have a very smartly dressed gent with a poor excuse for a beard peering his eyes over me I recognise him instantly He's part of this club The vultures I call them Out here doing the councils dirty work Excuse me miss he chirps up with I'm going to have to ask you to pack this away Whose asking? Chris. Community Support Officer. And he flashes his badge to me like a shit version of a wannabe police officer. |
| Jo giggles softly to herself |
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| Joanne |
Right I'm going to have to ask you/ /Yeah I heard you the first time. Why have I got to pack this away? Well you're disturbing the peace with your current actions Ha Very funny They're just loom bands No trouble Could be worse like Even so I can't allow you to carry on given that you are within ten meters of that ATM over there Chris don't take the piss ok I've had a really shit morning and I was just getting rid of my bands Really wasn't hurting anyone Christ I could be drunk and disorderly at 11 in the morning Under the Anti-Social Behaviour, Crime and Policing Act 2014 I am now issuing you with a Public Space Protection Order/ /What? Please don't interrupt But what's a Public Space Thingy Magiggy? All the information is on the back of your order |
| Chris hands Jo the PSPO |
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| Joanne |
Well you can take your bit of paper (Jo begins to rip it up) and shove it I've done nothing wrong You're going to write me up for giving out loom bands Get a grip I really wish you hadn't of done that Non compliance results in immediate police action |
| Joanne burts out laughing |
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| Joanne |
Police action? For ripping up some paper Mate you see me around here all the time. I've been here for ages The loom band lady Yes. But we are clamping down on nuisances in the city Nuisances? Are you taking the piss? I don't bother anyone |
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| Joanne |
I mind my own business yeah I'm not a nuisance |
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| Joanne |
I make flipping loom bands for crying out loud |
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| Joanne |
Just give me a break. I'm working not begging. He just looks at me and smugly giggles to himself I don't make the rules I simply follow them. Maybe you should try it. And then you wouldn't be in this predicament Aw go and Fu/ /You have until I finish my current rounds on high street Then I will be back With the authorities And I strongly advise that you not be here when i return Now have a good day. And clear away your pitch And like a dementor he slithers into the crowd of people passing through High Street to pick out another target. To suck the life outta them. Judge, jury and executioner. I just let the pitch sit there for a moment. In all its glory. |
| Jo stares at the pitch and the sea of loom bands She fiddles with the loom band on her wrist Gabrielle - "Dreams" starts quietly playing underneath the text |