7.2: The scullery
At the back of the quiet country pub, the Swan Hotel, there is a scullery in which lives The Minkey. Well, he does not strictly live there, as he sleeps out on the Heath, in a hovel he had to fashion for himself, not very successfully, to survive, when he lost his job at the pub because of the Covid pandemic. But, now re-employed at a slightly lower rate, he spends the hours of daylight, and late into the night, in the scullery washing glasses. It is a dismal little windowless room, lit by a single naked 40w bulb, too hot in summer and too cold in winter. The sink, standing at which he spends his days, is set at slightly the wrong height for comfort. The hot tap often runs cold and then bursts into life delivering a sudden explosion of scalding water. The Minkey has been washing up here for years, largely ignored by the Barman and his small regular clientele. He used to dream of being promoted from the washing up to serving pints in the cosy bar just through the door b...
