Sharing My World 2018 Week 30

July 29, 2018 30 comments

Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.

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In regards to puzzle what’s your choice: jigsaw, crossword, word search, mazes, logic or numeric puzzles, something else, or nothing?
Out of all that lot, a jigsaw I guess. The last time a tried a crossword in the paper I got maybe three before resorting to the internet. Just the words “logic or numeric” makes my head hurt. Actually, I might go with “something else” – the sort of puzzle you get in video games like the Tomb Raider franchise. It can be fun to solve those.

List at least five favourite treats and it doesn’t necessarily have to be food.

  • New tech. I just treated myself to a Logitech Harmony Elite remote and hub which links all my devices to one remote. Now I just say “Alexa, switch on movie” and it switches on the TV, Blu-ray player and AV receiver and selects all the correct inputs. And after sunset it switches on the backlighting I put behind the TV too. Watching it do all this is like magic 🙂
  • A nice gateau, like Black Forest gateau. Yum!
  • Five treats?
  • That’s a lot.
  • I’ve got nothing else.

What is your favourite type of dog? (can be anything from a specific breed, a stuffed animal or character in a movie)
I like when this question makes a reappearance as it gives me a chance to show the photo of the lads again.

TheLads

Meet The Lads

 

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FF – Perfect Town

July 25, 2018 66 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Ted Strutz.

I may be a little late reading stories this week as I’m very busy with work stuff so bear with me. I’m currently typing this on my personal laptop while running something on my work laptop while watching Luke Cage on Netflix. Multitasking is my thing 🙂

Copyright Ted Strutz

 

Frankie smiled as he cast his eyes over the neighbourhood. Gardens, clean and tidy, The road, perfectly maintained, The pavements, pristine, clear of any litter. A small group of people stepping onto the pavement, going… where? To a restaurant, perhaps, or maybe to the marina? Frankie gazed down on his world and it was…

A shadow, falling! Crash! Crunch! Smash!

“Oh, shit. Sorry, kid.”

“Daaaaaad, that was my class project! The perfect town!”

“Don’t worry, son. Grab some papier mache and baking soda, I’ll show you how to make a cool volcano!”

“Aw, hell.”

 

Sharing My World 2018 Week 29

July 22, 2018 21 comments

Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.

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Since we are approaching the hottest part of our summer in the northern hemisphere, what’s your favourite ice-cream, frozen yogurt or sorbet flavour?
I like all sorts, but for preference I tend towards fruit flavours. I do have the occasional toffee/biscuit flavoured ice cream, but that’s more a winter thing I reckon. Fruity is better for a hot day!

Here is a photo of my current ice cream drawer. For a treat I would buy mint choc chip or creamy white ice cream with raspberry/strawberry/blackcurrant sauce swirled in, but that stuff is expensive.

 

How often do you people watch?
I don’t really people watch. I’m not generally in the position to, I’m always on my way to or from rather than sitting and watching.

If you had a choice which would be your preference – salt water beaches, fresh water lakes, ocean cruise, hot tub, ski resort or desert?
Fresh water lakes, I reckon. They would be quieter than beaches. I’m surrounded by beaches on both coasts, though I don’t live near one, the closest is 7 or 8 miles away I guess. But they get really busy.

Here’s a lake in my vicinity (Colliford).

Colliford Lake

And here’s a bit of sea I took from our recent work summer party, later on as the sun was setting and my tummy was full of BBQ food. I was concentrating more on the plants than the sea when I took the picture, though.

FF – A Hell of a Day

July 18, 2018 58 comments

Here is my little story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Dale Rogerson.

I had to cut 39 words out this week so it’s not quite the epic I initially imagined 😦

Copyright Dale Rogerson

 

Jimbo watched the sun, or what passed for the sun, rising. Everything, as usual, looked a bit grainy. It must be all the sulphur and damnation, he supposed.

Tuesday today. A bit of light torture, lunch, then to finish, something truly horrific.

He’d had a postcard from his mate yesterday. He’d gone “up there”. He was having a marvellous afterlife sitting on a cloud, strumming a harp.

Jimbo hadn’t been a bad man in life. But apparently there was a limit to the number of paper clips you could steal from your place of work and keep your soul intact.

 

Sharing My World 2018 Week 28

July 15, 2018 32 comments

Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.

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What would you name the autobiography of your life?
Hmm. Here are some options.

  • It Came, it Went, and Now I’m Dead (not actually dead obviously as I wrote the biography)
  • Nothing Much Happened
  • If I Could Do it All Again, I Probably Wouldn’t Bother

Which do you prefer – sweet, salty or buttery?
Well, they all have their pluses. Sometimes I really fancy something sweet, like my body’s telling me my sugar levels are low. And you can’t beat a good buttery croissant. But overall, salty I think. I tend towards the savoury.

What’s the finest education?
It depends on what sort of education you mean. Something well-rounded, which generally comes from living your life. A mixture of formal education, jobs and relationships. Until you’ve done those things, you’ll likely be rubbish at them 🙂

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FF – Devourers

July 11, 2018 84 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Liz Young.

This story comes with special exclusive bonus content!

Copyright Liz Young

 

Locked in a cage. Swathed in bandages, covering… best not look. A body become toxic waste, ravaged by… see those silken threads?… arachnids of alien origin.

They devour; flesh, bones, organs, brain liquified, not quickly, oh no! slow, painful, excruciating. Is that a house spider above your bed or a devourer of flesh? How to tell?

Or is the scene a student prank? Ill-conceived perhaps, yet ultimately harmless. We choose to believe this so that we may sleep at night, yet wilful ignorance will not save us.

They are coming. They are here. Our end is assured.

 

Spider General

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Sharing My World 2018 Week 27

July 8, 2018 21 comments

Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.

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Tell us about your first bicycle or car?
My first car was a 1985 light blue Ford Fiesta. That was back in the days when cars rusted so it generally needed a lot of welding. On the plus side, you could do your own maintenance without a diagnostic computer.

What fictional world or place would you like to visit?
Somewhere with magic. I’d like to be able to twiddle my fingers and make stuff happen. Maybe Middle Earth, specifically Hobbiton. That looks like a lovely place to live. I’d be a Gandalf sort of fellow, but without all the Sauron-induced stress.

If you could have someone follow you around all the time, like a personal assistant, what would you have them do?
Since I’m an all-powerful magic user living in Hobbiton I wouldn’t really need a personal assistant. But if I did have one I’d have them do everything ‘cos that’s what I’m paying them for.

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FF – Party Time

July 4, 2018 67 comments

Here is my sorry excuse for a poem for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. The photo was contributed by J Hardy Carroll.

All the rules of poetry are out the window, people! Imagine one of those open-mic clubs, chap sits on a stool onstage, hat and coat, growls this pseudo-poem into the microphone, thanks everyone, drops the mic on the stage and walks off.

Copyright J Hardy Carroll

 

What a night!
High as a kite
So much booze
How to choose?
So drink it all

Legless
Headless
What a mess
No way home
I’ve lost my phone
In a skip
What a trip
This is it
I think I’m gonna
Throw up

Daylight’s grace
On my face
Thumping head
Think I’m dead
Where’s my bed?

Not here
I fear

NEVER AGAIN

My head hurts
Off to work
To pay my way
Until tonight
The clock hits nine
Party time!

 

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Sharing My World 2018 Week 26

July 1, 2018 18 comments

Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.

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If aliens landed on earth tomorrow and offered to take you home with them, would you go? (remember this is SYW, they are friendly aliens)
Hell yeah! I’ve always wanted to visit the N’Gret M’Nah Conglomeration. Did you know their empire incorporates three of the 7 million wonders of the galaxy?

Hang on – “take me home with them?” That sounds like a pet adoption.

I’ve changed my mind. No.

How tall are you? Are you satisfied with your height?
The last time I was measured, which was some years ago, I was around 173 cm. That’s a nice height. I wouldn’t want to tower over people, and it’s only a couple of cm below average height.

Do you think you could live without your smartphone (or other technology item) for 24 hours?
For sure, no problem.

I can keep the essentials, right? You know, TV, Netflix, PlayStation, Alexa for my tunes and to turn the lights on and off, computer… what do you mean, no?

I’ve changed my mind on this one as well. No.

What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week?
I had the week off and visited the Japanese Gardens and Lanhydrock. Here’s a sneak preview 🙂

 

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FF – The Music of Life

June 27, 2018 72 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Rochelle as well!

I popped a little musical glossary at the end in case you know as little about music as me 🙂

 

Bran dropped the duster and stared at the instruments, seeing his life written in music. The ebb and flow of the melody, at times allegro, others adagio. His early years, the rise and swell of a rousing march. The loss of his parents, a slow, melancholy dirge in a minor key.

His adoption by the Maestro? What music represented such misery?

“Bran! Stop dreaming! Clean! Clean, you worthless idiot!”

The belt cracked across his back. He choked back the tears and eyed the tuba, gauging its weight. Truly a blunt instrument.

The music was about to get messily, violently fortissimo.

 

 

allegro: played very quickly
adagio: a slow passage
fortissimo: played very loud