Twittering Tales #112 – 27 November 2018

Time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creativity. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

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Photo montage Pixabay. One by pasja1000 (Senior Couple) and the other by StockSnap (Children)

Their twin grandchildren walked everywhere with them, always a few paces in front.
The gap increased each year that passed.
Their daughter, and her husband, had been killed outright in a head on crash 8 months into her pregnancy.
The first responder wept as she declared all 4 dead.

(280 characters)

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I am Thankful — The happy Quitter!

We do not celebrate Thanksgiving in the UK. Perhaps we should.

In any case, I am thankful for many things, and often take those things for granted.

Thank you to all bloggers, whether I follow you, or not. Thank you for being part of a good world, and for sharing freely with others. Thank you to Bridget for posting this!

For the wife Who says it’s hot dogs tonight Because she is home with me And not out with someone else. For the husband Who is on the sofa Being a couch potato Because he is home with me And not out at the bars. For the teenager Who is complaining about doing dishes Because […]

via I am Thankful — The happy Quitter!

Twittering Tales #110 – 13 November 2018

Time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creativity. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

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Laura the lamb was really embarrassed. 
Late for school, yet again!
It was bad enough that her Mum insisted on taking her every day, always waiting outside the gates, there for everyone to see.
No other Mum had 2 bodies;  and why did the legs always try to go in different directions?

(280 characters)

 

Twittering Tales #109 – 6 November 2018

Time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creativity. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here  and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

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Away with the fairies

Mary placed fresh flowers by the picture frame every Friday, the day that her 4 year old son had jumped into the picture.

He’d always insisted that the fairies talked to him, and said he could join them. She’d played along, and said how lovely it would be.

She regretted that now!

(280 characters)

Twittering Tales #102 – Broken Barbies – 18 September 2018

It’s time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

barbie-dolls-blond-broken-1376771Photo by Skitterphotos at Pexels.com

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here.

Firstly Kat wrote her story:

Smart Girls

“This is exactly how I found them Doctor. I don’t know what to think! Should I be worried that my sweet daughter has mangled her Barbie dolls?”
“Have you asked her?”
“I did. She told me she hated Barbie. Who hates Barbie?”
“Smart little girls, Mrs. Jones. I hope you’re listening.”

~kat

(278 Characters)

Smart Girls Part 2

I was not convinced by the doctor’s comments, so I asked for a second opinion.  A lovely lady offered her services pro bono.

“Don’t worry Mrs Jones,” she said. “Have you checked the liquor cabinet? I think all young girls lose their heads some times. She just got a little legless!”

(277 characters)

Sunday sayings #50

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and here is a valuable lesson – source unknown

I was out walking with my 4½ year-old son.

He picked something off the ground and started to put it in his mouth. I took the item away from him and I asked him not to do that.

“Why?” my son asked.

“Because it’s been on the ground; you don’t know where it’s been, it’s dirty and probably has germs”, I replied.

At this point my son looked at me with total admiration and asked,  “Mum, how do you know all this stuff? You are so smart.”

I was thinking quickly and replied,  “All mums know this stuff. It’s on the Mum Test. You have to know it or they don’t let you be a Mum.”

We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes and he was evidently pondering this new information.

“Oh….I get it!” he beamed.  “So if you don’t pass the test you have to be the Dad.”

“Exactly.” I replied with a big smile on my face!

 

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 19/08/2018

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Helen’s theme, for this week’s SLS, is “Fear”.

Helen seemed to think it would be a difficult choice for people to come up with, but, from what I’ve seen so far, there are some really great songs to listen to. Some I love, some I don’t. Some I’ve heard before, for some it is the first time of hearing. That’s what’s so good about Song Lyric Sunday. You get to hear new songs, and much loved songs. You get to meet new people, and to find out what their tastes in music are. You can see all the entries here, and maybe have a go yourself.

This week I’ve chosen a song by Lily Allen. She is the daughter of the actor Keith Allen (Keith Allen is an interesting character, having been expelled from school at age 13, being incarcerated in Borstal, at age 15, and appearing on Max Bygraves’ chorus line naked!), and was precocious from an early age, leaving school at 15, determined to become famous. She is not averse to swearing and there are a few words in this song that may offend delicate ears.

The song is called “The Fear”.

The Fear

Lily Allen

I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don’t care about clever, I don’t care about funny
I want loads of clothes and fuckloads of diamonds
I heard people die while they are trying to find them

And I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless
‘Cause everyone knows that’s how you get famous
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track, yeah, I’m on to a winner

I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear
‘Cause I’m being taken over by the fear

Life’s about film stars and less about mothers
It’s all about fast cars and cussing each other
But it doesn’t matter ’cause I’m packing plastic
And that’s what makes my life so fuckin’ fantastic

And I am a weapon of massive consumption
And it’s not my fault, it’s how I’m programmed to function
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track, yeah, I’m on to a winner

I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear
‘Cause I’m being taken over by the fear

Forget about guns and forget ammunition
‘Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission
Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner
Now everything is cool as long as I’m getting thinner

I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear
‘Cause I’m being taken over by the fear

Songwriters: Lily Rose Allen / Greg Kurstin

The Fear lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 22/07/2018

img_1345-3So, (I do so hate the way many young people, (and some not so young) start a sentence with SO!).

So, there I was, all research done, everything sketched out, all ready to present my choice for Helen’s latest SLS theme of “Speak” when this fantastic song came on the TV to accompany a scene in a rerun of “Bones”.

I had no choice, I simply had to share this with you! I’d never heard it before, didn’t know the group, it has nothing whatsoever to do with “speak”, apart from the fact that it spoke to me. It’s lovely, it’s fun, it’s now on my playlist, and I have to listen to more of the group’s work.

What is it?

It’s Ho Hey by The Lumineers

Ho Hey

The Lumineers

Ho
Hey
Ho
Hey

I been trying to do it right
(Hey) I been living a lonely life
(Ho) I been sleepin’ here instead
(Hey) I been sleepin’ in my bed
(Ho) I been sleepin’ in my bed (hey ho)

so show me family
(Hey) all the blood that I will bleed
(Ho) I don’t know where I belong
(Hey) I don’t know where I went wrong
(Ho) but I can write a song (hey)

I belong with you, you belong with me, you’re my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me, you’re my sweet’ (ho)

Hey (come on now)
Ho
Hey

I don’t think you’re right for him
(Hey) think of what it might have been if we
(Ho) took a bus to chinatown
(Hey) I’d be standin’ on canal (ho) and Bowery (hey)
(Ho) she’d be standin’ next to me (hey)

I belong with you, you belong with me, you’re my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me, you’re my sweetheart

Love we, need it now
Let’s hope, for some
‘Cause oh, we’re bleedin’ out

I belong with you, you belong with me, you’re my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me, you’re my sweet'(ho)
Hey
Ho
Hey

Songwriters: Jeremy Fraites / Wesley Schultz

Ho Hey lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

I do so hope it worked out for them in the end!