Twittering Tales #156 – 1 October 2019

It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution.

Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

Photo by David Cardinez@pixabay.com

 

Bruno was really very pleased with his new SUV.

It wasn’t the precise colour he’d wanted, but the layout was superb, and the extras far surpassed any other make.

It was the first car to be fitted with a bathroom.

Bruno could now answer the age old question with “No, in the car!”

 

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On reflection #2

Now you see me

Now you don’t

On reflection #1

Lundi limerick #54

There was a young lady from Brent

whose leg was incredibly bent

she walked with a crutch

but it didn’t do much

she invariably came as she went

Song Lyric Sunday 29/09/2019 – Train song

Thank you to Jim Adams, who hosts Song Lyric Sunday and gives us the chance to share lots of familiar, and some not so familiar, songs.

If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here.

I really wanted to go with End Of The Line by The Traveling Wilburys, purely because it is one of my favourite songs. However, there is no mention of a train anywhere so, instead, I am going to offer you a song by Cat Stevens, or is it Yusuf Islam, or Steve Adams, or Steven Demetre Georgiou, or Yusuf? He’s been known by all of these, but, whichever you choose, you will find a Gentle Man.

He first recorded the song in 1971, as Cat Stevens, and I’m adding a second, later recording, by Yusuf Islam. They are equally as good, as relevant, and as hopeful, as each other. The words are on the videos. I do hope you enjoy them.

 

 

 

 

Rapid rhyme #15 – The end?

Oh the smell, and the whiff, and the pong
as the world goes terribly wrong
it’s all just erupted
with earth much corrupted
hold your nose and join in with a song!

 

Twittering Tales #155 – 24 September 2019

It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution.

Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

Photo by MarkusmitK@pixabay.com

Lucky

He’d been a loser all his life.

At school they gave him the nickname “lucky” because anything that could go wrong, always did.

He decided he’d had enough.  He would end it all by jumping under a train.

His phoned pinged with the latest news headline.

“Rail strike halts all trains!”

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Lundi limerick #53

There was a young lady from Ayr

who wore brussels sprouts in her hair

Her hat was a cabbage

which made her look savage

and my how the townsfolk did stare!

 

From a huge poll of what to do next, after A to Z, and back, of animals and insects, I held a competition. The winner got to choose my subject matter for the next year.

Actually, that’s a bit of a lie! I just decided to use Village and Town names in the UK. X and Z may prove to be a problem, but what the hell!

Song Lyric Sunday 22/09/2019 – Sung by the world famous singer Florian Cloud de Bounevialle Armstrong

Thank you to Jim Adams, who hosts Song Lyric Sunday and gives us the chance to share lots of familiar, and some not so familiar, tunes.

If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here.

Well, what a choice this week. Clothing /Hat /Pants /Scarf /Shirt /Shoes /Tie. My head was spinning, along with the vinyl, and I came up with so many choices, but finally chose that well known singer whose name appears in the title.

Yes, that really is her name, and she has an older brother called Rowland Constantine O’Malley Armstrong.

As children they were known as Rollo, and Dido.

The song lyrics describe a single woman returning from holiday to the drudgery of everyday life. She reminisces about a romantic encounter she had while away. The music video represents the song’s plot, with surreal and symbolic images of a beach city and the lovers in a house, playing dominos, sitting in the street, and at a party, mixed with images of Dido alone, and a truck unloading sand in the street. It was directed by Alex De Rakoff and Dido’s love interest was portrayed by Erik Fellows.

I hope you enjoy Sand in My Shoes.

Sand in My Shoes

Dido

Two weeks away feels like the whole world should have changed,
But I’m home now, and things still look the same
I think I’ll leave it ’til tomorrow to unpack,
Try to forget for one night that I’m back in my flat
On the road where the cars never stop going through the night,
To a life where I can’t watch the sun set
I don’t have time
I don’t have time

I’ve still got sand in my shoes,
And I can’t shake the thought of you
I should get on, forget you
But why would I want to?
I know we said goodbye,
Anything else would have been confused
But I want to see you again

Tomorrow’s back to work and down to sanitation,
Run a bath and then clear up the mess I made before I left here
Try to remind myself that I was happy here,
Before I knew that I could get on a plane and fly away,
From the road where the cars never stop going through the night,
To a life where I can watch the sun set,
And take my time
Take all my time

I’ve still got sand in my shoes,
And I can’t shake the thought of you
I should get on, forget you
But why would I want to?
I know we said goodbye,
Anything else would have been confused
But I want to see you again

I want to see you again

I want to see you again

Two weeks away,
All it takes,
To change and turn me around, 
I’ve fallen
I walked away,
And never said,
That I wanted to see you,
Again

I’ve still got sand in my shoes,
And I can’t shake the thought of you
I should get on, forget you
But why would I want to?
I know we said goodbye,
Anything else would have been confused
But I want to see you again

I’ve still got sand in my shoes,
And I can’t shake the thought of you
I should get on, forget you
But why would I want to?
I know we said goodbye,
Anything else would have been confused
But I want to see you again

I want to see you again
I want to see you again

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Richard W Nowels / Dido Armstrong / Rollo Armstrong

Sand in My Shoes lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc, Spirit Music Group

 

A bonus track of White Flag

Twittering Tales #154 – 17 September 2019

It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution.

Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

Photo by Tama66 at Pixabay.com

The Legacy

Sad! Now that Granddad has gone there are none of his generation left.

Oh look, there’s that old trunk. I thought he’d got rid of that years ago.

I haven’t seen that for years, not since Grandma left him.

Better see what’s inside. You never know, he may have left us a nice surprise!

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