ABSTRACT
Bluebottle: What time is it, Eccles? Eccles: Just a moment. I’ve got it written down here on a piece of paper. A nice
man wrote the time down for me this morning. Bluebottle: Oh. Then why do you carry it around with you, Eccles? Eccles: Well. If anybody asks me the time, I can show it to them. Bluebottle: Wait a minute, Eccles, my good man. Eccles: What is it, fellow? Bluebottle: It’s writted on this bit of paper what it’s 8 o’clock, it is writted. Eccles: I know that my good fellow. That’s right. When I asked the fellow to
write it down it was 8 o’clock. Bluebottle: Well, then, supposing when somebody asks you the time it isn’t 8
o’clock. Eccles: Oh. Then I don’t show it to them. Bluebottle: Oh. Well how do you know when it’s 8 o’clock? Eccles: I got it written down on a piece of paper. Bluebottle: Here. I wish I could afford a piece of paper with the time written on. Eccles: Ow! Bluebottle: Here Eccles, let me hold that piece of paper to my ear would you? Eccles: Yeah. Bluebottle: Here, this piece of paper ain’t going. Eccles: What? I’ve been sold a forgery. Bluebottle: No wonder it stopped at 8 o’clock! Eccles: Oh dear! Bluebottle: You should get one of them things my Grandad’s got. Eccles: Oh? Bluebottle: His firm give it to him when he retired. Eccles: Ow! Bluebottle: It’s one of them things what it is that wakes you up at 8 o’clock, boils
the kettule and pours a cuppa tea. Eccles: Oh, yeah! What’s it called? Bluebottle: My Grandma! Eccles: Oh! Oh! Wait a minute. How does she know when it’s 8 o’clock?
