Dialogue 5 - Lunchtime
We hear the sounds of food being served and the scraping chairs as the men sit around the table.
Brendan: Mary Mother of God, not mashed potato again?
Fred: I thought you Paddies liked your spuds. Home from home for you, mate.
Brendan: What you don’t know about the Irish, Fred Davies, could fill up a few books. Nurse Boyle, will you not ask Mrs Brownlie to see about a cabbage from the garden? Perhaps she could make up some colcannon for her special guests in the South Wing?
Kathleen: I’m sure Cook is doing her best, Brendan. Think yourself lucky - if you had a stomach injury you would be getting nothing more than chicken broth! That potatoes and mince will build up your strength.
Brendan: I tell you, Nurse, they’d get the job done quicker with a tasty bit of mutton or ham for a change, and that’s the truth.
Fred: If you’re after a cabbage, Brendan, you should try giving them Belgian refugees a hand in the veg garden.
Brendan: I will not, thank you. I’ve seen enough of the mud and the dirt to last me a lifetime.
The dialogue fades down and we are again left with the simple sound effects of eating - scraping plates, pouring tea etc.