Act 4 scene 9.
Father Dermot Boil a retiered priest and recluce,shows a reporter around his broom shelter,a charity and place of safety for abandoned unwanted and unloved brooms.
Boil,...and this is where I keep the brooms,Ive over 2000 in this field,lets be very quite,.....we musnt scare them.
Reporter.Are we safe standing this close to them father Boil?Ive never seen a whole herd of brooms so close before,very intimidating,are you sure they wont stampede?
Boil,Come come my child your quite safe with me here,the worse that can happen is they might brush up against you..........lovely arent they?such peacefull creatures.
Reporter.Yes....dont move much do they are they ok?they seem very still.
Boil.Their sleeping,look this ones my faverite,hes a Irish broom,Ive called him Nigel.
Reporter.Whats Nigels story father,how did he end up here?
Boil.Nigels storys very sad,very sad indeed but not untypical in a broom abuse story,Nigel was found cowering on the hard shoulder of a moterway,hed layed there for over a week alone in the snow,exhausted,cold and frightened.......
Reporter.Poor little chap.
Boil.Yes indeed,he belonged to a gang of tarmackers,they worked him nearly to death,till his little bristles fell from his little head,then they abandoned him.....
Reporter.Poor little blighter,makes you want to cry.
Boil.They used him,then when he couldnt take anymore they just dumped him on the motorway and rove away into the night......the scum.
Reporter.My god what a cruel sick world we live in,to do that to a broom.
Boil.Yes,imagine how frightened poor Nigel must have felt,seeing his friends faces looking helpless out the back of the vans windows,the shovels and the pickaxes,there faces getting smaller and smaller as the van drove away.
Reporter.But hes free now father,free to roam and rollock in the meadows.
Boil.Yes it makes it all worth while watching the whole herd of brooms on a summers evening sweeping majesticly across the horizon,praise be to God.
Reporter.Oh look theres a 2 inch paint brush,isnt he gorgeous,can I stroke him father?
Boil.Yes but be gentle hes a baby broom.
Reporter.Hes so cute,look at his little tuffed of hair,a cooggeee cooggee coo,a cooogee coo.
Boil.Yes hes a little fighter that one,I rescued him from a garden shed with his little 1 inch brother,both had been dipped in varnish,sadly his brother didnt pull through,we got there to late.
Reporter.Look! whats that over there on the floor under the baby brush incubater looks like a rake?
Boil.Holy moses its not just a rake its a common garden rake its after the baby brooms.
Reporter.A common garden rake looks like a leaf rake.
Boil.whatever dont just stand there do something man.
Reporter.What what do you want me to do?
Boil.Run run like the wind to the rake enclosure,get Alfred hes a rake handler,hel no what to do,and remember a broom not just for christmas.
The broom sanctuary.by Alan Bentnett.
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Act 4 scene 9.Posted 3 years ago #
Ive a small nailbrush that I got from Father Boil,its a replacment for my childs hampster,looks great going round on his little wheel.Posted 3 years ago #
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