Life in a Fishbowl Page #3

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control in this game.

It's rubbish, they should ban all

these low tackles, and the insults.

Men calling each other

"fuckface" and carrying on.

Exactly, Siggi should be banned

from playing football of course.

- Have you finished the report?

- Yes, Siggi took it.

- And how does it look?

- Not good.

But Siggi managed to fix it a little.

- Do you have a copy for me?

- Yes, but won't the investment get it anyway?

Yes, but perhaps I'd like

to see your version.

Ok, I'll send it to you.

So my man.

- You did well, cheers.

- Gsti, this was not good.

You're screwed up Sigurur.

I'm just grateful to have both feet.

Yes, you just need to call your mother.

Hey, you're coming with

us to Florida right?

- What? Florida?

- He's all in.

- To Florida?

- Yes, 2nd weekend in November. We'll go then.

- Well, I'll check my calendar.

- Yeah, and pencil the trip in.

- See if we can find a sitter.

- No need for that, Agnes stays home.

This is just business - guys only.

We're not taking the kids with us.

- Gsti, are we?

- No.

Good to have someone

sensible come along.

What was the score?

4-0 or what? 4-2.

My dear man...

- Siggi was happy with the report.

- Mhm?

Just needed to make

a few little adjustments.

Yes, Ok.

Yes...

And I'm invited on a business trip,

with the boys, to Florida next month.

Really?

Am I invited?

- No, it's just a business trip darling.

- What bullshit.

- So, when do you go?

- The second weekend.

- In?

- Next month.

- On Masl's birthday?

- Sh*t.

I have to go...

- Agnes...

- Yeah, you don't say.

But we always wake on

the same floor again,

and stare into each other

through, at nothing.

Good evening.

Right then, here's a nature poem.

Composed after a brief encounter

with a prima donna.

She loves lollypops...

But doesn't like mine.

Excuse me.

Excuse me...

Excuse me?

- Is it going a bit slow?

- Eh, yes.

- Man, here.

- Yes.

So it's just self service?

It's most often like that unfortunately.

Thanks for that...

- Hello, I'm Eik.

- Hello, ormur.

You're working at the

preschool by the pond, right?

Yep, is that why you're always

hanging about outside the preschool?

Yeah, right... But how is it,

did you report me?

No...

That nasty guard dog there,

really barked at me.

No, he just didn't know

who you were, right?

Thought you were just some old perv.

Yeah, who knows.

She loves lollypops...

So what? That's just an

innocent nursery rhyme.

So, are you, are you alone or?

Yes, isn't a man always alone?

Some kind of conspiracy

theory or something?

No, look, if you consider this,

some shy ear model always disappears.

You've noticed this.

Ear model??

Then the main character goes,

goes, goes on some trip,

meets some really strange person...

You're spilling that on me!

And then nobody knows whether

the character is just in his mind or not.

Then the story's over.

Yes but...

That's so interesting!

It's strange, that's why

it's so interesting.

- Because it's so strange.

- Yes.

It's like she's letting

you in somewhere,

into a colourful dream,

in each book,

it doesn't get much more

personal than that.

Yes, dreams are the stuff

that nourish us all.

That much is certain!

But aren't you going

to publish something?

Soon? It's been a while

since the last one.

- Am I suddenly up for discussion?

- Yes.

Well, something is coming out in fact.

- Oh?

- A book, yes.

So, was there some kind of block?

- No, or... maybe I just created a block.

What?

Listen... Wait.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Sorry.

Where do you live?

- That's a slightly existential question.

- Is it?

Just here, there and everywhere,

and nowhere, or something.

Do you want to come over for coffee?

No, I think I'll call it a night.

For coffee.

Come on, hands off! I'm not about to,

to f*** you or anything...

- Just for coffee.

- Coffee you say?

You can have the couch.

Do you have milk?

I have milk.

It doesn't need to be breast milk,

just regular milk will do.

And honey?

I have honey!

For you? I don't know...

Do you drink milk and honey?

In coffee?

This is crazy.

- Rough night?

- Bloody hell.

Well Hannes went through that report...

he was thrilled with it.

He wasn't surprised or anything?

No no. There's so

much going on here

that you've got no idea about...

Look, they're going to

build the hotel here,

here's where the main entrance will be,

and then the big tower,

here behind,

and then here some car park or something.

We thought this preschool here would

be a problem, but it tumed out not to be,

but this house here, and the big house

on Vonarstrti, they have to sell...

My daughter's at that preschool.

Well, she'll just have

to go somewhere else.

The owners here need to be convinced

to sell, no matter what.

- Don't people find this a bit tasteless?

- Tasteless?

I don't know about that.

I'm no architect.

But this is a five-star

hotel you know, this isn't some dive.

Look, I've got the names,

I'll see what I can do Monday...

But how far above the

market price can I go?

Just don't sound desperate,

try to keep it under double.

And we'll try to finish this

before Florida, ok? Florida!

That's for real!

Florida! Let's nail this before then.

- Good morning

- Good morning.

Well then, this is just like at a hostel.

- How was the couch?

- The couch was unusually good.

- What do you have, a little girl?

- Yes.

Didn't I tell you that yesterday?

- Yes, you told me that, yes.

- Yes, I think so.

Perhaps you told me her name too?

Yes, I think so too...

Exactly.

She's called Heia, she's 8.

Right! Young mother.

Yeah yeah, I'm 24 now.

But yes - rather young.

- 24, yeah...

- And what, is it her Dad-weekend?

- No, she doesn't have anyone like that.

- No one like that, no.

- She's just at her Granddad's.

- Really? Does he live here in the neighbourhood?

- No, they live at Garar, out on the Peninsula.

- Alright, yes.

- Where the streets are paved with gold.

- Yes, just about.

- It's a grand stronghold, the Peninsula.

- Yes. Yes, I'm afraid so.

Mum's father built that in his time.

Right, and what's his name?

orsteinn.

- Really, you don't mean Blndal?

- Yes.

So Lilja's your mother?

Yes... eh, would you like an aspirin or?

No, I've got my own

medicine, such as it is.

Right, so that's how it is... well now!

Wow!

- Just right to the top of the glass.

- Yes, just a little top-up...

- What good it is...

- Would you like some coffee, Dad?

And what does little Heia

have to say about that?

C'mon, won't you show me again?

Again?

What's happening here?

No, here's the coin, how can that be?

That's no small amount.

- Come on.

- Eik. Eik, darling.

What's wrong with you girl?

The man is seriously ill.

Are you blind? Or are you

just astronomically stupid?!

What on earth's the matter with you?

Can't you think of anyone but yourself?

- It's here.

- Yes, you did it splendidly.

- You're driving.

- Yes.

Wow!

When are we moving into

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