FF – Eggnog Overkill
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Douglas M. MacIlroy.

Copyright Douglas M. MacIlroy
Cleevus finished the code and hit enter. The globe rose into the air, spinning, spewing blinding extra-dimensional energy. Lamps flickered. Outside, the sound of car alarms, people screaming, explosions.
“Yes, my beauty!” laughed Cleevus maniacally as the globe’s light reached a crescendo. Plaster fell from the ceiling and the globe dimmed and settled on the podium. It opened.
“Oh yes, YES!” he cackled.
He reached in, took out a glass and sipped.
“Ahhhhh. Eggnog, interdimensionally-mixed to perfection!”
His upstairs neighbour fell through the ceiling, landing in a crumpled heap. The house next door collapsed.
“Collateral damage… eh, who cares! Mmm, eggnog.”
FF – All in a Day’s Work
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Dawn M. Miller.

Copyright Dawn M. Miller
009 grimaced as he flew out the train window. Twisting his body to avoid the girders, he shot past the decomposing corpse of 004. Popular spot for chucking spies off trains…
Hitting the water, he struggled to the bank where a local wrapped him in a blanket, pointing to his shack.
“Welcome, Unfortunate Spies!” was written in seventeen different languages.
Very popular spot…
The local offered him the “Spy Pack” – fake passport, gadget watch, Walther PPK. 009 upgraded to “Deluxe”, which included bullets. Gonna need those…
Shooting the enterprising local (loose end) he headed off. All in a day’s work.
FF – Worst First Date Ever
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Nick Allen.
This one’s a bit icky, to the point where I was going to change the last line, but I think it’s funny so it stays 🙂
Just in case you can’t see it, the brand on the far left can is “Braime”.

Copyright Nick Allen
“And here we have a 1965 ‘blue oil’…”
“Right.”
“… and an original ‘red’…”
“Ooookaaaay…”
“… and this is a genuine 1932 tractor oil can… genuine! I bet you’re surprised, eh?”
“I am. Your dating profile didn’t mention any of this.”
“I don’t like to give too much away!”
“I really think you should have.”
“And my favourite…”
“Oh, Christ.”
“… ‘Blue Braime’. Shall we move to the bedroom? Braime’s oil is smooth, sensual…”
(gagging) “Um, ah, is that my phone? my dog’s been abducted by aliens? gotta go, bye…”
Slam
“Huh. Looks like it’s just you and me tonight, Braime…”
FF – A Disappointing Day Out
Here is my not really a story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Dale Rogerson.
Any resemblance to any persons alive or dead is quite possible 🙂

Copyright Dale Rogerson
“Well, this is disappointing,” grumbled Dail. “What did the advert say?”
“Hmm,” replied Rocheel, “’Biggest falls in Canada, terrifying rapids’.”
“What? A trickle of water, plummeting six inches to the pool below?”
“Well, I’m going for it. If one can, one must!” misquoted Rocheel, donning her life preserver and jumping in, to be instantly submerged to her ankles in the ‘terrifying rapids’.
Following her friend, Dail jumped in her canoe, only to be immediately grounded on an inconvenient pebble.
“Huh,” she said. “Rubbish. Well, best take a photo. Maybe a Friday Fictioneer can make a story out of this whole debacle…”
Sharing My World 20181118
Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.

What’s the most ironic thing you’ve ever witnessed?
No idea. I’m sure over the years I’ve witnessed some doozies but I can’t remember them. I do sometimes get a great situation at work where the system tells me there’s been some sort of error, but it can’t tell me what it is because the error reporting system has also experienced an error. That’s pretty ironic.
Let’s talk turkey. Pro or con? If pro, which part do you enjoy most? Is it for Thanksgiving (American Style any way) only?
Obviously we don’t have Thanksgiving in the UK – over here we traditionally eat turkey on Christmas Day. I like the breast meat best as do most of us, and Dad takes the legs.
If you’d like, share one thing you wish you’d said to someone else, but now you’ll never have the chance.
I can’t think of anything but that’s for the best. Let’s not dwell on missed opportunities.
What odd smell do you really enjoy?
Another blogger mentioned petrol (well she’s American so she called it “gasoline”) and that made me think, me too! Only in the proper place, mind. I wouldn’t be so keen if I smelled it in my house, or while I’m driving down the road…
Thankful November… share a story or time when someone did something really great for you. Alternatively, share your gratitude moments during this past week.
Number 15 is back! Yes, folks, it’s true. Three recycling collections (6 weeks) ago, Number 15 was appropriated by another household, leaving me with an older more tatty cardboard recycling bag. But this week, Number 15 came home! Welcome back, Number 15!

FF – Letter to the People
Here is my story (sort of) for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week she also provided the photo!

Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Conveniently-situated underneath a main thoroughfare, this open-plan property has to be seen to be believed. Well-lit via a panoramic frontage, this airy once-in-a-lifetime find also features a novel indoor rockery and paddling pool.
This property is available now, to anyone, free of charge. Please supply your own sleeping bag.
We’d love to offer you a warm comfortable council-run house, but we sold them all to the private sector years ago. Sorry about that. And we blew the rest of the money. We’re not sure where. Not on healthcare, anyway! Pass the hors d’oeuvres, someone.
Yours Insincerely,
Every Government Everywhere






