Sunday, 17 October 2010
It's no use!
'Sergeant Wilson's motorbike' is taking much longer to write than I ever imagined!
I've had to scrub round the ecene in 'The Bells', where Captain Mainwaring has one over the eight, and sings 'Eskimo Nell' at the top of his voice, and upsets the Vicar.
Gone also is the bit where Private Pike experiences - er - feelings with the young blonde cashier at the bank, and has to go home early.
Scrapped - yes, SCRAPPED, is the hilarious scene where Hodges has to return to the hall to find his trousers!
It beggars belief that us case-hardened comedy writers (with a whole freshly edited blockbuster novel in the can; oven-ready for publication at the drop of a hat)*, can have so much on their plates that even the metaphors dry up!
I promise that it will be ready soon, and that's as good as a definite maybe isn't it?
*Morning Mr. Penguin! Any - er - news?