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MRS MURPHY 'S DINNER PARTY DURING THE RECESSION

Short story By: donkylemore
Flash fiction


The recession had hit every town land and village ,
People went to extraordinarily lengths to retain a semblance of aoul decency,
Sacrifices too were part of daily life.
The Murphys had fallen from the dizzy heights of upper middle class to subsistence in months .This always being the cruelest fate of all. To have climbed the social ladder from butchers daughter to a socialite was a punishing journey - and the fall was bitter and unrelenting.
But they put a brave face on things


Submitted:Oct 11, 2008    Reads: 133    Comments: 4    Likes: 3   


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The recession had hit every town land and village ,
People went to extraordinarily lengths to retain a semblance of aoul decency,
Sacrifices too were part of daily life.
The Murphys had fallen from the dizzy heights of upper middle class to subsistence in months .This always being the cruelest fate of all. To have climbed the social ladder from butchers daughter to a socialite was a punishing journey - and the fall was bitter and unrelenting.
But they put a brave face on things

**


Mrs Murphy looked at the pig's head with the wooden skewer going sideways through its skull. She studied it with a curious inventiveness. They were having guests to diner tomorrow evening. There was something brutal or savage or something about it the way it was lit up all red under the sacred heart lamp.
But times were indeed hard .She put away her portable lap dancing pole and studied the hogshead again , now with a frugal scrutiny .
From the comfort of the tawny tufted armchair she lay back and kicked off her boots . There was a naggin of malt whiskey on the floor , and two herrings in bag for the mornings breakfeast . She took a long quick draught now, and grimaced with a rictus as the fire slid down her throat .She then picked up the kitchen broom.
- Are ye you awake - she roared thumping the brush at the ceiling - was he in or out ? They kept different hours now.
Nothing.

She settled back and drank some more keeping an eye on the time . 3.30 - Well she she had an hour.

Then with a little startled ejaculation of inspiration, she jettisoned herself from her lair. She saw the flaw with an immediate clarity.
Dispensing with all nonsense she reached to the cupboard above Mr. Murphy's chair , took down his barber's shears and with his thinning machine , and set herself to her task assiduously.
( no idle money spent on luxuries like visits to the barber now. That was all gone. And no harm; people were being brought to their senses with the recession)
'By God there might be a recession, but there'll be no shame in this house, None Sir !! Lilly Murphy does not lie down.!
She stopped and thought about this for a moment with faint amusement
- at least not not without good cause - she said and smiled contentedly.
Those bristles were which jutted out like icicles from the pig's nose just had to go. The dish would look like a scrubbing brush like that .

There would be no shame in the parish on her account. She was an extravagant hostess always , and she wasn't going to change now.

She sat down again pleased with her work and rolled herself a cigarette. Then she took out her cell phone and looked up the number of her last client, and sighed heavily at the thought of having to go out again.
Jesus , No I was the same bloody hotel again , Still he was a good punter. Tipped well the girls said and no sordid stuff - which she fondly referred to as '' ape shite'' - none of that and if he wanted it she could dam well charge.
She finished the naggin and thumped the ceiling again.
- I'll be back in an hour ! , - she roared , and going out folded a piece of brown cardboard in the shape of a cigar , and this she stuffed between the pigs teeth. Still a gruesomeness about it , but a few leaves of cabbage would tame him down.
There was no doubt about it. Mrs Murphy always had a touch of class and she retained it now despite the economic downturn.
As she was going out Mr. Murphy appeared at the bottom of the stairs .
- seen as yere goin out again would ya call in to Paddy Fla's - Didnt I leave the mass card for that auld hoor and I leavin the house.I 'tll be on the hall table.
- oh a fine christian thing to say - aul hoor - Mr Hoity Toity -she had her faults but she did well for herself and kept a decent house .Said Mrs Murphy picking up a hat - a vivid purple with a profusion of scarlet berries .
- I often thought she did a bit more than the bit of hair dressing up there and all the men she had .
- beggars cant be choosers - said Mrs Murphy primly.
- No . Indeed no . By God no !! ,he seethed No They cant ! he said thoughtfully then ;- Any way don't be out the whole night . I'll want the car for the morning
- are you going to the seven o clock , she asked
- I'm bringing the new doctor out for a bit of shooting .
- Ahh that'll suit me grand .
- Grand so !
He turned to the pigs head under the pallid light and took a start.
-Jesus ! God !.
Jesus God yourself , she said acidly.
- if you can find an apple you can stick it in his gob get one - she said .
- Ah No ! he said.--It looks nice - very nice indeed ! he said more feebly. adding; It's tasteful looking . Yes ! tasteful .- Theres no doubt Lilly, but you never lost it.
- I was dammed if I was goin to let them be sayin that Lilly Murphy could'nt put up a first class meal to this day,
-No , By God you were Dam right Lilly - There would have been talk.
-Dont I know it - well Night so .. see you for seven.he said shuffling up the stairs in his faded paisley bed slippers.
-Night so , and put out that light before you go up . He'll see good enough in the dark.; she said looking through a hooded eye at the Sacred Heart lamp.
-Night So.
-God Bless .

Mrs Murphy looked at the pig's head with the wooden skewer going sideways through its skull. She studied it with a curious inventiveness. They were having guests to diner tomorrow evening. There was something brutal or savage or something about it the way it was lit up all red under the sacred heart lamp.

But times were indeed hard .She put away her portable lap dancing pole t and studied the hogshead again , now with a frugal scrutiny .

From the comfort of the tawny tufted armchair she lay back and kicked off her boots . There was a naggin of malt whiske on the floor , and two herrings in bag for the mornings breakfeast . She took a long quick draught now, and grimaced with a rictus as the fire slid down her throat .She then piicked up the kitchen broom.

- Are ye you awake - she roared thumping the brush at the ceiling - was he in or out ? They kept different hours now.

Nothing.

She settled back and drank some more keeping an eye on the time . 3.30 - Well she she had an hour.

Then with a little startled ejaculation of inspiration, she jettisoned herself from her lair. She saw the flaw with an immediate clarity.

Dispoensing with all nonsense she reached to the cupboard above Mr. Murphy's chair , took down his barber's shears and with his thinning machine , and set herself to her task assiduously.

( no idle money spent on luxuries like visits to the barber now. That was all gone. And no harm; people were being brought to their senses with the recession)

'By God there might be a recession, but there'll be no shame in this house, None Sir !! Lilly Murphy does not lie down.!

She stopped and thought about this for a moment with faint amusement

- at least not not withoud good cause - she said and smiled contentedly.

Those bristles were which jutted out like icicles from the pig's nose just had to go. The dish would look like a scrubbing brush like that .

There would be no shame in the parish on her account. She was an extravagant hostess always , and she wasn't going to change now.

She sat down again pleased with her work and rolled herself a cigarette. Then she took out her cell phone and looked up the number of her last client, and sighed heavily at the thought of having to go out again.

Jesus , No I was the same bloody hotel again , Still he was agood punter. Tipped well the girls said and no sordid stuff - which she fondly referred to as '' ape shite'' - none of that and if he wanted it she could dam well charge.

She finished the naggin and thumped the ceiling again.

- I'll be back in an hour ! , - she roared , and going out folded a piece of brown cardboard in the shape of a cigar , and this she stuffed between the pigs teeth. Stll a gruesomness about it , but a few leaves of cabbage would tame him down.

There was no doubt about it. Mrs Murphy always had a touch of class and she retained it now despite the economic downturn.

As she was going out Mr. Murphy appeared at the bottom of ther stairs .

- seen as yere goin out again would ya call in to Paddy Fla's - Didnt I leave the mass card for that auld hoor and I leavin the house.I'tll be on the hall table.

- oh a fine christian thing to say - aul hoor - Mr Hoity Toity -she had her faults but she did well for herself and kept a decent house .Said Mrs Murphy picking up a hat - a vivid purple with a profusion of scarlet berries .

- I often thought she did a bit more than the bit of hair dressing up there and all the men she had .

- begggars cant be choosers - said Mrs Murphy primly.

- No . Indeed no . By God no !! ,he seethed No They cant ! he said thoughtfully then ;- Any way dont be out the whole night . I'll want the car for the morning

- are you going to the seven o clock , she asked

- I'm bringing the new doctor out for a bit of shooting .

- Ahh that'll suit me grand .

- Grand so !

He turned to the pigs head under the palid light and took a start.

-Jeesus ! God !.

Jesus God yourself , she said acidly.

- if you can find an apple you can stick it in his gob get one - she said .

- Ah No ! he said.--It looks nice - very nice indeed ! he said more feebly. adding; It's tastefull looking . Yes ! tasteful .- Theres no doubt Lilly, but you never lost it.

- I was dammed if I was goin to let them be sayin that Lilly Murphy could'nt put up a first class meal to this day,

-No , By God you were Dam right Lilly - There would have been talk.

-Dont I know it - well Night so .. see you for seven.he saiid shuffling up the stairs in his faded paisley bed slippers.

-Night so , and put out that light before you go up . He'll see good enough in the dark.; she said kooking through a hooded aye at the Sacred Heart lamp.

-Night So.

-God Bless .





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