Well, you know, the bus arrived, so you know, I got on. Then I saw, you know, a citizen, who, you know, caught my eye, sort of. I mean, you know, I saw his long neck and I saw the plait round his hat. Then, you know, he started to rave at the chap next to him. He was, you know, treading on his toes. Then he went and, you know, sat down.
Well, you know, later on, I saw him in the Cour de Rome. He was with a pal, you know, and he was telling him, you know, the pal was: “You ought to get another button put on your coat.” You know.
(You Know from Exercises in Style by Raymond Queneau)
Well, here’s my effort:
Wednesday, 11 November 2020
Well, I got up in the morning, like you do, you know, and had my morning cuppa. Young Friend of the Elephants pushed off to school, then I, you know, I had to do some work, it was sort of boring, you know, so I played a bit with my Pomodoro app…
I had lunch, but had no appetite, you know, because, I mean, who likes to eat alone? You know?
And then nothing happened in the afternoon either, you know, it was one of those boring days, you know what I mean… this whole coronavirus stuff simply sucks, you know, man.
Over to you. 🙂
⇒ Exercises in Style by Raymond Queneau