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Over 18s Category
By Barbara Weeks

The sofa – long past its first flush of youth – sat exposed and embarrassed on the Trenton Cross roundabout. Dumped without ceremony, it was like some faded Hollywood starlet, once beautiful and feted, now aged and unloved. As I passed every morning on my way to work I would wonder how it had come to find itself in such unhappy circumstances; rained on, mud splattered and windswept. And it remained there for days and days, poor thing, as if it were waiting – like Greyfriar’s Bobby – for a much loved master to return.

It had sat there for about a week before I noticed one morning that something had changed. There was a man. A man in smart suit and tie sitting motionless on the abandoned sofa as cars and buses and lorries circled endlessly. Like castaways, I thought, on an island in an unfriendly sea.

And so I took the next exit, doubled back towards Trenton Cross and parked in the industrial estate. I marched up to the roundabout, side-stepped across the busy lanes as drivers gestured in irritation, and then jogged over the damp grass to face them – the man, the sofa – both impassive as the traffic streamed about us.

‘It looked lonely,’ he said.

I nodded and sat beside him. And together, centre stage – the sofa, the man and me – we watched as the world hurriedly madly around us…and waited.

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