Neil took his old magician’s suit to a tailor because it no longer fitted.
The tailor began checking the pockets. Out came six scarves, a pack of cards and a long string of flags.
He asked Neil to try the jacket again.
It fitted perfectly. Neil asked what he owed….
Neil had agreed to do a few tricks at his grandson’s birthday party.
His old stage suit was still in the wardrobe. The jacket, however, had become very unfriendly around the middle.
His wife, Anne, suggested a tailor.
Neil said the suit must have shrunk.
While hanging up? she asked.
It has been a long time.
The tailor, Paul, asked him to empty the pockets before trying it on.
Neil removed a coin and a handkerchief.
Paul felt a lump beneath the lining.
Is this another pocket?
Ah. Yes. Don’t pull too hard.
Paul pulled out a red scarf. A blue one followed. Then a yellow one.
Six scarves later, Neil said that was probably all of them.
Paul found a pack of cards under the left arm and a string of little flags in the right sleeve.
The flags reached the floor.
Anne folded them without comment.
Try it now, Paul said.
Neil buttoned the jacket. It fitted.
He turned sideways in the mirror.
I’ve lost inches.
Paul checked the trousers. Two sponge balls and a plastic egg fell out.
Those fitted too.
Neil asked how much he owed for the alterations.
Paul hadn’t made any, so he charged a small amount for his time.
Anne paid gladly.
Outside, Neil admired his reflection in the shop window.
I told you I didn’t need a diet.
Anne handed him the bag of props.
No. Just a shorter act.
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