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The Old Tune
by Samuel BeckettTwo old friends meet again by chance and sit together to share a cigarette, or at least to attempt a cigarette.
This is not Beckett as you might know him. For a start it is a real situation with real characters; a dialogue more akin to Cooke and Moore, or Smith and Jones than Vladimir and Estragon.
And in the end, all is well. The moon is the moon, and cheese is cheese, Beckett is Beckett, and progress is scientific.