Peter Lane

Peter Lane

Peter Lane was born on Stoke-on-Trent in 1952. He likes to listen to Boby Dylan and to write poems, some of which have been publishes in The Wide Skirt, The North, The Echo Room and Scratch.


From Small Times in a Big Office:


HERE AT MY DESK

Perhaps the time doesn't matter. But, somewhere, Tom Jones is sweating. A stamp is changing hands for £10,000. A golfer is choosing a top: red or yellow? A store detective is pouncing. A wife is saying: "I'm not having this." A DJ is preening. Prostitutes and cops are patrolling. A bishop is saying: "Where's my tea?" Kylie Minogue is eating a carrott. An eye-witness is backtracking. A man is swinging a baseball bat at a bookie. A record shop boss is collapsing in his stockroom. An elephant is being shot by a man who loves children. An MP is lying. A novelist is writing a fat man into his story. A dog is walking past a ringing phone box. A Turkish woman is lost. A preacher is fornicating. An athlete is cheating for the first time. A fez is falling from a shelf. Ringo Starr is Ringo Starr.

 

MEMO

To: CLERICAL STAFF

From: THE SALES DIRECTOR

Re: TOM BAXTER'S MARRIAGE

We all know that Tom's wife has left him. The details are not our affair. I suggest we all concentrate on our duties. It's worth remembering that Baxter clinched the Finland deal in 1990 and was voted Best Salesman.

Think on.

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