Shouldn't say it but I love war, I bloody love it.

Cos I can do whatever I want now. And I don't have 'im bending me ear-'ole every night.

What do you reckon?

(She pulls a pair of glamourous high-heeled shoes from her bag.)

I'm not exactly the shoes and handbags type but I just fancied them, you know how it is. They'll look alright when they're cleaned up a bit.

Dunno why, but the stuff you get off bombsites is always sticky. Like the last little bits of..... They still feel warm, like someone's just stepped out of them, that'll be the ash I reckon.

I know it's a bit morbid, but they're not going to use 'em now are they? Finder keepers.

I'm out most nights. Almost hoping there is a raid on sometimes, better than being stuck at home by yourself. Shelters aren't great, but it's company, isn't it? Bit of a laugh and a chat and it's lovely seeing all the kiddies running around, poor little mites.

Andy's a warden now. And he loves it. Miserable sod. He's always been good at telling people what to do. Now he's got a bloomin' licence for it, there's no stopping him, 'Put that bloody light out!' 'Show us your id' 'Open your bag'

Mind you, we do alright out of it. Stuff he comes away with you wouldn't believe. Every little helps! And if we can't get to Tescos any more we got to get what we can.

(She gets a packet of biscuits out of her bag.)

Fancy a fig roll? Dunno, Andy got 'em from somewhere, they're a bit soft but ...yeah, don't blame you. Reckon they're like the cockroaches of biscuits. I mean you could have a nuclear bomb and there'd still be fig rolls left in the shops....what about the kids? They look pretty hungry...

Hey, cheer up love, it's not that bad. Got to pull yourself together.....Keep fighting, I mean we're still here, aren't we?

You been bombed out then? Yeah? I can always tell....well that bag's a bit of a giveaway for a start.

What you got? Anything good? Phone? Dunno where you gonna charge that. Yeah? Well how you gonna look at your photos then? Pyjamas? Yeah, but you aint got a bed any more, have you? You know what you should have got...... gold, anything gold....cos you can trade it, that's why...

Got your ration books? Yeah, wanna hang on to them. Tell you what though. Don't keep them in your bag. Too obvious.....cos at the checkpoints you're the one gonna get searched. Get little 'un to look after 'em...

You got any pockets in that old Spiderman hoodie?

Saving the multiverse? Dunno what that is darling, but I reckon if Spiderman can do that he could look after a couple of old books, couldn't he?

Yeah, that's right, save 'em for daddy.....

What about daddy? He still around is he?....Alright, only asking.....

Got any food then? Well I've got my fig rolls out, it's nice to share, innit?