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The Vessel and The Water – Friday Fictioneers 10 February 2018

PHOTO PROMPT © JS Brand

The Vessel and The Water

“What can I do?! She won’t listen!”

“Ok, imagine … calm day, still water…

…along comes a vessel, moving through the water…

…creating ripples, sometimes waves.

Do you fight to flatten the waves, get rid of them?”

“Of course not! I’m going to move to calmer water!”

“So why not do the same with Issie?”

“It’s not that simple!”

“But it is… we’re all like both the vessel and the water…

…wherever we go we create waves, meeting others creating their waves.

If the turbulence is too much…

…go sail in a direction that feels happier.

“That simple, eh?!”

“Yes.”

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Fair Grounds and Friendship – Friday Fictioneers 19 January 2018

PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

Fair Grounds and Friendship

“No way! I am not going on that!”

“You agreed!”

“I most certainly did not!”

“Yes, you did. You don’t renege on a bet.“

“Remember, what we agreed? If you won, we’d have afternoon tea by the river. If I won, we’d visit the travelling fair and sit under one of those nice umbrellas. You lost.”

“And you said we’d sit under a nice umbrella. You didn’t say anything about it moving. And anyway, that’s not a proper umbrella.”

“Don’t split hairs!”

“Split hairs?! I think you’ve shredded them!”

“Come on, let’s not fight, it could be fun.”

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The Web of Life – Friday Fictioneers 12 January 2018

PHOTO PROMPT © Victor and Sarah Potter

The web of Life

“Wow, spy that web. Beautiful.”

“We’re all connected you know…”

“…It’s impossible for us not to be…”

“…We just think we’re not connected.”

“What makes you think that?”

“I sense it.”

“Right? That’s a great help!”

“Just because we don’t visually see anything in the space between objects doesn’t mean it’s empty.”

“Take wi-fi for instance, you cannot see the waves transmitting, but you know they exist because your portable devices wouldn’t work without them.”

“Well, we’re the same. Portable antennae, each emitting our own frequencies.

“Creating our web, each of us the centre of our own world?”

“Yes, exactly.”

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Bothy Blues – Friday Fictioneers 1 December 2017

PHOTO PROMPT © What’s His Name

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Bothy Blues

“Is ee ’avin a laf?”

“Ee sed quaint!”

“Quaint?!”

“Drop the ‘qu’. It ‘aint’!

“It ain’t rustic.”

“It ain’t quaint.”

“It ain’t even ‘abitable!”

“An as for ‘spectacular views’!”

“I want ’em throu’ a bloody window!”

“Not an ‘ole in’t wall.”

“An ee wants money for that?!”

“A’d want payin’ to stay eer!”

“Bloody crook ee is!”

“Maybe we could get him to put a door on it,” Mable offered meekly, hoping to dampen his ire.

“What?” he roared.

“’To Let’! Should’ve read ‘Toilet’!”

“Hell! Maybe it did?!”

“Let’s go… we need to find a bed for the night.”

Bloomin Heck! – Friday Fictioneers 10 November 2017

Blooming Heck!

“Oh you’re kidding me!”

“What number did she give you?” I shrieked in disbelief.

“I thought that was a house number!”

“No, an apartment number silly!”

“But I hate lifts!”

”How long have we got?”

“Just under half an hour.”

“Crikey, we’d better get a move on if I’m going to climb all those stairs and not look deranged on arrival.”

“I hope this is worth it.”

“If we get the contract, we’ll ask her if there are any really good coffee shops nearby that she’d recommend.”

“That way next time we can lure her down to ground level!”

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