'The ship, Sir, she's listing badly!' 'Thank you, Lieutenant!' As if he needed to be told, as he tried to maintain his balance. Damn that reef, and that fool of a helmsman. 'She's still taking on water, Sir, they can't stem the flow. Should we abandon ship, Sir?' They both knew what it meant for … Continue reading WRECKED
A note sat next to the baking tray. For the best Daddy in the world. 'They're very colourful. You decorated them all by yourself?' A shy nod of the head. He was going to have to eat one of them. 'Which one should I have?' The pudgy finger pointed at a biscuit covered in a … Continue reading DOING YOUR DUTY
There was much to ponder, As I took a wander, Over yonder. The perfect place, When she was on my case, To hide my face. A decent beer, in a pleasant atmosphere, I've never felt freer, The end of lockdown will raise a cheer. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt, hosted by SammiScribbles. This week’s prompt … Continue reading REMEMBERING A TRIP TO THE LOCAL PUB ON A SUNDAY
It's just a tree. Nature at it's most extraordinary. Why then does it look so menacing? Like an encircling web, or a tangled prison. Does it say more about my own character that I vilify it in this way? Is it symbolic of my own life? Am I trapped? Frustrated? Scared? My amble through the … Continue reading JUST BECAUSE I’M PARANOID…
Can a person be kitsch? He's sweet, but he wears trouser braces with a garish shirt and hat and brightly coloured cords. I give him a chance, but then he invites me back to his and I see the living room... 1970s mustard-orange decor and chintzy lamps, and I'm out. 'I'll be off,' I say. … Continue reading KITSCH
