The alternative history of Betty's Clinic in ten and a half
chapters
(By Nigel)
Saturday july 3rd
Phil gazed out across the fields and in the distance lay sheffield a city
that shone beanth the grime and sweat of a thousand decompasing steel
workers. All sheffield had now was music after all music was all that
matteretd. Phil wanted tyo be in a band he had guitar but he wanted to be
out there on a stage playing classic cords such as G or D. Deciding to take
his dream and make it into reality he started the long journey to Sheffield
packing his bag he looked fondly over what he would be leaving behind. Did
he really want to go yes for the future was music and he wanted a future.
Phil had been walking for what seemed like days but really had been only ten
minutes he reached a drinking tarven called the Grapes it was here that he
had been told by one of the ex steel workers, who now sat in their hundreds
on the city streets surfering from leperarsy and fleas, that the new
sheffield was being born. Entering the bar was walking into heaven the seats
glwed of gold the holy vibes bounced from wall to wall the arctutire created
by thousnad s of slaves over the years was breath taking . Taking of his
shoes, which was necessary in such holy places he noticed a few youtghs sat
round a table crasping pints of sweet smelloing nectre they looked tired
they too had made the journey to the holyn grail of sheffield music.
Phil pulled up apew and sat down he intorduced himself and soon phil had
some new found friends they were looking for a gutiarst and singer phil
nearly jumped out of his seat in fact he did jump out of his seat I caN play
I caqnplay his new found friends looked pleased they hadn't wexcpected to
findf a gutiarst so quickly. The motley crüe walked to the bar each was
stamped and given a form to fill in once they had filled it in they were
issued with their licnes and set on there way...this was just the begining
for seeds of betty's clinic had been sowed things were good. phil was so
exicted he kicked one of the dying steel workers
"its ok for you" gaspsed the steel worker" you can break away from this
place "
phil kicked him again he didn't like dirty scum talking to him
The steel worker withered and deid
Sunday july 4th
Phil watched neighbours and had ten wanks and forty winks.
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