Written for the April two-day drabble challenge on the discoveredinalj livejournal community
"Bit of a wank, this ivory tower stuff."
"Just because you never went."
"Never needed to, my son. Anyway, you didn’t either. And bloody art college doesn’t count. ’S all wank, mate. Trust me, you can do it yourself."
"What? Under a tree with a book in Africa?"
"If you like, yeah."
"Leave it out-"
“Bear welcome in your eye, your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under it. Chips."
"Chips. Your turn, and easy on the vinegar!"
Doyle sometimes wondered whether a lifetime was enough to learn one William Andrew Philip Bodie.
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