The Queen of Denial
Feb. 25th, 2012 01:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
were_lemurKeeping Up Appearances/Doctor Who, all ages, not mine. Hyacinth isn't happy about the police box on the corner.
"Hello, this is Hyacinth Bouquet, that's B-U-C-K-E-T. I'm calling about the police box on the corner. I don't think it's quite necessary, do you? Sets the wrong tone. People might start thinking that we're the kind of neighborhood that needs a police box."
She hung up, frowning. "They insisted that there hasn't been a police box anywhere in England in decades.
"What are you talking about, Hyacinth? There's no police box."
"This is no time for games, Richard. It's right out -- "
She stopped still and blinked at the empty corner. "Well," she said at last. "That was quick of them."
"Hello, this is Hyacinth Bouquet, that's B-U-C-K-E-T. I'm calling about the police box on the corner. I don't think it's quite necessary, do you? Sets the wrong tone. People might start thinking that we're the kind of neighborhood that needs a police box."
She hung up, frowning. "They insisted that there hasn't been a police box anywhere in England in decades.
"What are you talking about, Hyacinth? There's no police box."
"This is no time for games, Richard. It's right out -- "
She stopped still and blinked at the empty corner. "Well," she said at last. "That was quick of them."
