Monday - £8.23
Jamie comes out of his block of flats. He squints in the daylight, lights a fag, sees the dog and scratches his ears.
|Jamie:||Awright, dog? I’m off down the Jobcentre if you fancy a walk?|
Jamie continues down the street with the dog. He sees Anji having her fag outside Kim’s Kafé.
|Jamie:||Mornin’ Anji – how’s it going?|
|Anji:||It’s going fine, Jamie. How about yourself? Keeping out of trouble?|
|Jamie:||Doin’ my best, Anji, doin’ my best.|
|Anji:||Good boy. Where are you off to now?|
|Jamie:||Down the Jobcentre.|
|Anji:||Well, good luck with that. It’s not easy finding a job these days, is it?|
|Jamie:||Not with a criminal record, anyway.|
|Anji:||I’m sure something will turn up if you keep your nose clean, eh?|
|Jamie:||Hope so, Anji – it’s no fun being a dole-merchant, I can tell ya.|
|Anji:||So, that your dog, is it?|
|Jamie:||Nah, I think he’s a stray. Hangs out with me sometimes, don’t ya mate?|