Bogart and Bergman Swap Paris for London

And paint the town yellow along the way


A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words. No more. No less. Today’s word is yellow

Here’s looking at you kid (photo by author)

Look at the stars/Look how they shine for you/And everything you do/Yeah, they were all yellow

The voice was so clear that I almost choked on my sugar cane juice. Bogart singing Coldplay in the middle of the Truman Brewery Ely’s Yard? In hipster-rich, east London’s Shoreditch?

Hey, Bozza! I called out to the image on the wall. Where’s Ingrid, then?

She was the one who did my portrait, came the swift response.

The well-known Hollywood voice went back to singing: “I came along/I wrote a song for you/And all the things you do/And it was called Yellow