Close Up (Jul-Nov 1927)

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CLOSE UP big new ones with orchestras. Splendid. Its the next best thing to a dance and sure to be good you can get a nice meal at a restaurant and decide while you're there and if the one you choose is full up there's another round the corner nothing to fix up and worry about. And it's all so nice nothing poky and those fine great entrance halls everything smart and just right and waiting there for friends you feel in society like anybody else if your hat's all right and your things and my word the ready-mades are so cheap nowadays you need never go shabby and the commissionnaires and all those smart people about makes you feel smart. It's as good an evening as you can have and time for a nice bit of supper afterwards. It is Monday. Thursday. The pence for the pictures are in the jar beside the saucer of coppers for the slot metre. But folded behind the jar are unpaid bills. In the jar are threepence and six halfpence... "Me and 'Erb tonight, then we'll have to manage for Dad and Alf Thurdsay and then no more for a bit. . . . Whatever did we used to do when there was no pictures ? Best we could I s'pose, and must again." "Never swore I wouldn't go again this week. Never said swelp me. Might be doin' worse. Its me own money anyway. " "Goin' on now. This minute. Pickshers goin' on now. Thou shalt not ste Goin' on and me 'ere. It won't be, if I pay it back. ..." And so here we all are. All over London, all over England, aU over the world. Together in this strange hospice risen overnight, rough and provisional but guerdon none the less 63