FF – Safety First!
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by J Hardy Carroll.

Copyright J Hardy Carroll
“Ha ha you have tied my utensils to the ceiling what a jape.”
“Yes ha ha now you cannot cook.”
“But… (line!)”
(But I must cook…)
“But I must cook I shall retrieve my utensils.”
“No you must not you may be hurt.”
“Oh nonsense I will just use this ladder help I am falling.”
“Oh no he is dead how tragic what have I done what have I done.”
(Cut!)
We hope you enjoyed our safety video. Don’t muck about in the kitchen! It’s a dangerous place!
(Actors sought for our next video, “Danger in the Bedroom!” Preferably with talent this time.)
FF – Code Breaker
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by C.E. Ayr.
I had a bit of trouble coming up with a story this week. Click on the froggy for all the other stories!

Copyright C.E. Ayr
The special lenses easily picked out the relevant letters encoded into the text. Writing them down, Jerry smiled. Karl Marx’s tomb in Highgate Cemetery. Too easy. Jerry was one of the best.
He arrived at Highgate after dark. Placing the package on the gravestone, he watched from the bushes as it was… stolen by a drunken hobo! Chasing down the thief, snapping his neck and replacing the package cost ten vital minutes, but finally it was collected, and payment left.
Job done.
Some days he really regretted taking a job at DeliverMyFoodInSecretBecauseTheWifePutMeOnADietAndShellKillMe.com.
FF – Little House of Horrors
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Penny Gadd.
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Copyright Penny Gadd
Knock knock
“Hi, welcome, come in!”
“Oh, okay, thanks.”
“Here, let me show you around. Here’s the sofa.”
“Oh, yes. Nice.”
“And the bookcase.”
“Lovely. I see you have all fifteen volumes of ‘Yapia’.”
“Yes.”
“What’s that, then?”
“Dunno. It’s all in foreign.”
“Oh. And that plant. Very interesting. What is it?”
“A man-eating death plant. It’s hungry.”
“Oh, man!”
“Sorry.”
“I only came round to borrow a cup of sugar.”
“Yeah. But what can you do?”
“I know. Nice knowing you. Wow. Bummer.”
“Right? Plant, eat!”
Slobber! Chomp! Burrrrrp! More! Feed me!
“Bon appetite, plant.”
Knock knock
“Ooh, dessert!”
FF – Granny’s Stuck!
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Linda Kreger.
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Copyright Linda Kreger
“Broken leg at my time of life, that table left where anyone could trip over it…”
“Your table, Gran.”
“That house is a tip…”
“Your house, Gran.”
“Now I’m stuck on this hill, no strength, you youngsters…”
“Maybe if you’d been more careful…”
“The cheek!”
“Pull yourself along a bit?”
“At my time of life?”
“Drop your shopping, we’ll carry it.”
“You will not!”
“Please, Gran, we need you to help out here…”
“Be more careful, pull myself along, drop my shopping, help out… didn’t happen in my day… no respect, youngsters today… be telling me to release the brakes next…”
“GAAAHHHH!”
FF – Out of Date
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Dale Rogerson.
I’m in a weird mood today so here’s a weird story. Click on the froggy to read all the other contributions.

Copyright Dale Rogerson
It appears to be a restaurant like any other…
“Superb meal, what-ho?”
“Top hole, don’t’cha know!”
“Ye-dishk’na ga… ulp, I meant, lovely…”
A diner stands and eviscerates the unfortunate. Yellow blood spurts…
… for this “restaurant” lies on a distant planet, a training ground for the infiltration of Earth. A century in preparation. Mistakes will not be tolerated!
They rise, adjust their cravats, top hats and monocles… they appear to be a century out of date! After all that preparation…
When they get to Earth they’ll look like a right load of dozy pillocks.
What a complete bollocks-up.
Invasion… cancelled.

















