Zombies by the Sea – Excerpt 2
The title of Mayor, made him think he could perform carte blanche with any lady of his choosing, the ironic thing was that most of them let him. But then, this was Littlehampton where being Mayor was like having one’s own mini-kingdom, where you were Master of all you surveyed.
They were just about to postpone the meeting, when the Mayor came panting through the door, ‘Terribly sorry!’ he wheezed, ‘Emergency, I had to deal with it’ ‘ I seem to recall, we had one at the last meeting, If I remember correctly?’ said Sanjay Patel who coveted the Mayors position.
‘Well, as you know, I’m a man who’s time is in great demand, I’m sorry, but the needs of the town and its people must be met,’ Stated the Mayor as if he were making a campaign speech. ‘People or Ladies?’ questioned the Deputy Mayor, whose own wife was always praising the Mayors accomplishments, whatever they were.
‘But none of this is solving our immediate problem,’ interjected a frustrated Sanjay. ‘Don’t go getting all uppity on me, Sanjay, I’m quite certain that its nothing that we on the council can’t sort out to our best advantage.’ replied the Mayor.
‘Hoist the mainbrace! pass round the grog ration! England Expects! it would appear the Captain had finally woken up, he had been comatose for the first 45minutes of the meeting, as was his way, as usual too much grog before the sun sets over the yardarm, the silly old bugger was always the same. Nothing new to tell, five seconds later, he was back head down on the table, snoring loud enough to wake the dead.
‘Its a good thing, we are not taking a vote,’ Stated the Mayor, ‘I’ve just cottoned on to why the silly old bugger always abstains, he’s never awake long enough to vote!’
(C) Damian Grange 2018