FF – Not Any More

July 27, 2016 40 comments

Here is my rerun post for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s rerun was suggested by Kent Bonham and the photo was contributed by Janet Webb.

I first wrote this in 2013 but I’ve fiddled with it a tiny bit here.

To read this week’s other stories click on the blue froggy.



“Hey Dad, what’s up with Bert, all alone over there?”

“He’s sulking. He doesn’t like the wet stuff. He’s worried he’ll rust.”

“Where did all the flesh-things go? Did they rust?”

“Maybe. Or maybe they melted. They never looked very hardy to me.”

“Where did all the wet stuff come from?”

“Full of questions today, aren’t you? I heard it used to be solid and far away. Then everything warmed up and now it’s all wet and it’s everywhere.”

“So why are we here, Dad? Do we have a purpose?”

“Not any more, son. Not any more.”


Sharing My World 2016 Week 29

July 24, 2016 36 comments

Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World. It didn’t occur to me that we’re over half way through the year until I saw the week number!


What is the perfect pizza?
I don’t eat out much so I’m going with mine! Now, this isn’t the perfect pizza. It started out like this:

Evil Dr. Zog's hidden volcano lair.

Evil Dr. Zog’s hidden volcano lair.

And ended up like this:



It was my first attempt and was too thick and had too much topping. I have since refined the process – last night’s was just right! As long as there is cheese, pepperoni and chorizo, that’s the main thing:-)

What is your favourite time of day?
I’m most awake in the mornings, but I don’t really have a favourite time of day. It also depends on the day. Weekday? Weekend? Late afternoon on a weekend is great, but not on a weekday. I really start to flag around 3pm at work😦

Show us two of your favourite photographs.  The photos can be from anytime in your life span.  Explain why they are your favourite.
There are some lovely photos of me with my (still a) toddler godson, and those are ones I look back on fondly. However, I haven’t asked his parents for permission to put them public, so here are couple of my favourite scenes.

St Nectan's Glen, Cornwall

On the way to St. Nectan’s Glen, Cornwall


St. Nectan's Glen, Cornwall

St. Nectan’s Glen, Cornwall

Complete this sentence:  I’m looking forward to…
… nothing really. I just take life as it comes, day by day. I like it better that way.


Limerick Challenge – Time Travel

July 21, 2016 35 comments

Here is a limerick I’ve written for Mind and Life Matters’ limerick challenge. This week’s prompt is “Time Travel“. To read this week’s other limericks, click on the blue froggy.

I had to cheat a bit by removing a couple of letters to make it scan properly:-)

Trav’lling in time can be great
Though dangerous, ‘specially of late
If you travel too long
It can all go quite wrong
Then much worse than death is your fate!


FF – Dangerous Waters

July 20, 2016 71 comments

Here is my almost duplicate post for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. It’s a rerun from September 2013 and the photo was contributed by Jan Wayne Fields.

Originally I managed to write the word “beast” about 10 times so I’ve had a go at sorting that. I was going to write something about those massive giraffes on the horizon but Elder Scrolls Online won’t play itself. Well, actually it will, but without me😦 And I’ve been horribly busy at work so the reruns have come at a good time. A few people who are still around read it last time – feel free to reuse your comment!

To read this week’s other stories, click on the blue froggy.


Photo copyright Jan Wayne Fields


The little boat tossed on the choppy waters of the bay as Jedrik demonstrated a simple reef knot to his grandson. The young lad watched entranced as the old man’s gnarled fingers once again worked their magic.

Scant yards away the shark, lost and hungry after a long journey through unknown waters, tracked the large beast. It had broken such creatures before. Though hard and tasteless on the outside, it knew that they always contained tasty morsels of flesh within. It had only to break the shell.

The shark altered its course towards the boat and increased speed.


Sharing My World 2016 Week 28

July 17, 2016 30 comments

Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World. This week’s questions were supplied by Emilio.


What is your earliest memory?
Memories are funny things. Sometimes I have a memory only to discover by various means that it never actually happened, or at least not the way I remember.

That said, I think my earliest memories are from around age 3/4/5. They’re from a house we moved out of when I was 5 so I know it was around then. Just vague snippets of my brother’s birthday and waiting for his name to be mentioned on the TV programme “Gus Honeybun’s Magic Birthdays” (Gus was a puppet who would do a handstand or whatever the person who wrote in asked for).

What was the last photo you took with your phone?
Upon checking it’s the picture of the cake I baked which I already posted here, so here’s the second-last picture I took (for my Instagram feed).

So... how do I get up in the cockpit then? Ladder? Anyone?

So… how do I get up in the cockpit then? Ladder? Anyone?

Have you ever danced in the rain?
I don’t dance. It’s better for everyone that way.

What is the longest you have gone without sleep?
While doing my PhD I pulled a few all-nighters in the lab, so I guess that would be around 30 hours or so. We had an experiment which needed constant attention and readings taken every 45 minutes or so as we gradually raised the temperature from -200C to 80C.

That’s put to shame by the 42 hours I went without food a couple of years ago. I just never got round to eating. Didn’t do me any harm!

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FF – Counting More Sheep

July 13, 2016 73 comments

As it’s another re-run week on Friday Fictioneers, I have decided in my current lazy mood to re-post the same story I wrote 2 years ago:-).

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle, the photo was contributed by Sandra Crook and the re-do was requested by Jennifer Pendergast.

Click on the blue froggy for this week’s other stories!


“Look out! Run for your lives and don’t look back!”

“What? Are you not asleep yet? I thought you were counting sheep?”

“Yeah, awesome zombie sheep! They’ve surrounded a car and they’re eating the occupants. There’s blood and body parts everywhere. They’re bleating ‘baa baa baaaarains!’”

“Okay, this isn’t working. Try counting something else.”

“Like what?”

“Something a little more soothing. A little more sedate. Like cows. Try counting cows. I need to sleep myself, I’ve got a meeting tomorrow.”

“Cows it is then.”

Ten minutes later…

“Woah! Run!”

“Ugh. What is it now?!”

“Awesome vampire cows!”


FF – Exile

July 6, 2016 62 comments

Here is my post for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo is from 2012 and was contributed by Jan Marler Morrill. It was suggested as a redo by Sandra Crook.

To read the other stories, click on the blue froggy.


Derek squinted, grunting in pain as the merciless sun reflected from the whitewashed buildings. On reflex he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his brow but encountered only dried salt. What kind of hell was this?

How he missed the ice and snow of his homeland, how he dreamed of nights on watch, huddled in his furs as he guarded the Keep. How he longed to return! Surely the Order would take him back once he repaid his debt, once he brought proof of the Betrayer’s death? Drawing the dagger from its sheath, he slipped into the alley.



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