More gossip
Hello, Mrs. Smith.
Any news?
Nothing much.
It's been so cold that I haven't been outside for a week.
I do hate the cold.
Yes, it's best to stay indoors in such beastly weather.
You noticed that the new people have arrived at number thirty-five though, surely.
Yes, I did notice that.
But I haven't met them yet.
I called on them yesterday.
They seemed such nice people at first -
but now I'm not so sure.
Really?
Why?
Well,
they're from London,
and they think it'sthe only place in the world worth talking about.
The wife made some very catty remarks about this area.
Londoners always think they're better than other people,
but I always find them less cultured.
What does she look like?
Quite young and pretty,
but she does wear a lot of make-up,
and she certainly dyes her hair.
Perhaps she isn't as young as she looks.
Anyway I don't want to mix with people like that.
I knew they would be snobs when I saw that huge car.
Surely they don't need such a big one.
No... still,
my husband says it's four years old
and it probably cost less than ours second-hand;
and ours is certainly as fast as theirs.
My husband would never buy a car like that.
It uses so much petrol you can hardly afford to run it.
But surely
your car is four years old too, Mrs. Jones.
Our car is the newest of the three.
It certainly isn't.
Ours is the same age as yours...