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Ivy and Sid are holidaying in Scarborough. They’re sat in deckchairs on the beach. Sid is dozing in his chair making light snoring noises. Ivy is deeply involved in a women’s romantic magazine. Sid snores and reality kicks in. She belts him with the magazine as she compares her husband to the hunk in her magazine.

SID: (Startled) What’s up?

IVY: Talk to me.

SID: What.

IVY: You never talk to me not even when we, well you know…(in a low voice) not even when we make love.

SID: There’s not much to talk about, the rate we go at it. You still do it as if your mother’s watching.