Sharing My World 2016 Week 8
Here are my answers to Cee’s Share Your World challenge.
What household chore do you absolutely hate doing?
Yes š
What was the last URL that you bookmarked?
I don’t tend to bookmark much stuff, to be honest. I can never find the bookmarks when I need them. The only ones I really end up using are the ones which fit along the top of my Chrome browser. I guess the most recent bookmark I added, sometime in the middle of last year, was for a company which scans your websites looking for vulnerabilities. Not very interesting, I’m afraid š¦
Close your eyes. Listen to your body. What part of your body is seeking attention? What is it telling you?
Let’s see… nothing too much right now as I’m reclining on the sofa typing this. If I stood up my brain would be screaming “Posture, dude, you’re walking around like an old man! Stand up straight!” Don’t you just love getting older?
Would you rather have a two-bedroom apartment in a big city of your choosing or a mansion in the country side in the state or country where you currently live?
The two-bed flat sounds like the sort of size I would like, but I wouldn’t like to live in a big city. Living in the countryside sounds great but a mansion would be too big and expensive to maintain. I guess I’ll be staying put!
Well, for the first Sunday in weeks it’s not raining and I’m not going out so I guess I need to wash the car. See question one :-(.
FF – The Good Old Days
A day later than usual, here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was supplied by Al Forbes. To read this week’s other stories, click on the blue froggy.
Copyright Al Forbes
As he drove back from the motor show, Terry reflected on the good old days. Heād driven those cars for real, once. Sure, they were a little out of date even then, but common enough not to be a curiosity. Real cars for real drivers!
Ah, the wind in your hair, the flies in your eyes, the freezing winter air ripping through you. Every bump a nightmare, every junction a challenge, every corner a danger.
He adjusted the climate control, told his stereo to changeĀ tracks, switched on the heated seats and smiled. Progress isnāt all bad, he thought.
FFftPP – The List
I know, it’s technically Friday Fictioneers day, but I’ve written a late entry for Roger’s Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner.
The supplied opening sentence is in bold, and the picture was sourced here.
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There it was. You could see the corner of the folded yellowed parchment sticking out of the torn lining of the battered book.
āHow did it get in there?ā asked Sarah.
āI donāt know,ā replied Mother, ābut we need it. We canāt leave without The List.ā She gave a tentative tug at the corner of The List. It didnāt move.
āCare, mother!ā snapped Sarah. Ashamed at her tone, she continued in a softer voice. āThe Book is ancient. We dare not damage it!ā
āBut The List,ā replied Mother. āThe List is essential. Without it we cannot continue. All will be lost.ā
āOne moment.ā Sarah rummaged through her pack, finding a pair of tweezers. Carefully, she tugged at the corner of The List until, inch by inch, it came free.
āThere!ā she said. āAt last we have The List, and The Book is undamaged.ā She handed it toĀ Mother whoĀ unfolded it carefully, almost reverently.
āIs everything there, Mother?ā asked Sarah anxiously. āDid you remember the eggs?ā
āYes!ā said Mother triumphantly. āLetās go shopping!ā
Buster Must Die!
This is my contribution forĀ Evil Squirrel’s Third Annual Contest of Whatever.
Despite the fact that I can’t draw, I’ve entered a story in pictures! The only rule this year is that we must include Buster, andĀ Buster Must Die! You can’t tell from my pictures, but Buster is a possum, who dies on a regular basis so this is nothing new for the poor chap. In fact, having to keep him alive would have been a bigger challenge.
If you’d like to see what Buster really looks like by someone who can draw, click here.
Sharing My World 2016 Week 7
It’s time again for Cee’s Share Your World.
What are you a ānaturalā at doing?Ā
I can’t really think of anything I’m a “natural” at. I’m pretty good at having naps at the drop of a hatĀ I guess.
Would you prefer a one floor house or multiple levels?
I like having an upstairs to go to at the end of the day. However, I do worry about the stairs when I get older. I may end up in a single-storey house at some point in the future.
Okay at the moment…
What was your favourite subject in school?
Physics, I guess. I also liked English, but only half of it. Lessons (and exams) were split into “English Language” and “English Literature”. It was the literature I never got on with. All those old books, and worse, the poetry… :-(.
Complete this sentence: If only the rain…
… would stop already. We’ve hardly had a day without rain all year. Even if it starts off looking okay, it rains later on. People are getting sad and grumpy :-(.
Nice start, didn’t last.
FF – Imagination
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. Today’s photo was contributed by FF regularĀ Sandra Crook.
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Copyright Sandra Crook
āCheck this out! Itās really a time machine.ā
āNo way!ā
āYes way! See the hourglasses? What time is it now?ā
āUmā¦ big handās on theā¦ umā¦ twenty-five past three.ā
āIām going to spin the central bit, round and round andā¦ā
āOy! You kids! Whatāre you doing to āThe Sands of Timeā? Clear off!ā
āRun!ā
āPhew, that was close. Did it work?ā
āWhat time is it now?ā
āUmā¦ twenty-six past three. Wow, weāve travelled forward a whole minute!ā
āTold ya! Pretty cool, huh?ā
āYeah! What shall we do now?ā
āSee that spiky thing over there? Itās really a spaceship.ā
āNo way!ā
Sharing My World 2016 Week 6
Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World. There are lots of questions this week! They were suggested by The Happy Quitter.
Happy Valentine’s Day to everyone, and happy 13th AA birthday to me :-).
What is your favourite word?
“Douchecanoe”. That’s a good word, even though it’s not really a word (though weirdly Chrome thinks it is). “Awesomesauce”. “Nincompoop”. That’s a good word too, because there’s no aggression or rancour to it.
What is your least favourite word?
“Housework”. Or maybe it’s just the idea behind that word which I don’t like.
What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Oh gosh, these are toughies this week. Lovely nature scenes (in real life) I guess.
What turns you off?
Dog pooh. Seeing dog pooh. Smelling dog pooh. Treading in dog pooh. Pretty much everything dog pooh-related, you might say.
What is your favourite curse word?
“Gosh darn it!” (said no-one ever). Because I’m a proper gentleman. I don’t swear, that would be a naughty, naughty… oh fuck it, it’s “shit”. And “fuck”.
What sound or noise do you love?
The gurgling of water.
What sound or noise do you hate?
Vacuum cleaners. Lawn mowers. Drills. I hate any sort of loud, persistent noise. In fact, I think I may be allergic so it’s probably best that I don’t do any of those activities. And while I’m at it, the sounds of dustingĀ and washing the car and organising my paper work. I’m allergic to those noises too. Honest, guv’.
What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
International jet-setting playboy. I reckon I’d be good at that.
What profession would you not like to do?
Sanitary engineer. Dog pooh picker-upper. Call centre operative. Door-to-door salesman (do they still exist?). AnythingĀ involvingĀ talking to people.
If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
“This is terribly embarrassing, but the Pearly Gates are jammed after Angel Gabriel crashed into them in his AngelMobile. Pop back down to Earth and have another go while we get them sorted, there’s a good chap. You can be an international jet-setting playboy this time, if you’d like.”
FFfAW – Punishment
Here is my story for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, hosted by Priceless Joy. It has a similar theme to a Friday Fictioneers story I wrote a couple of weeks ago, sorry about that.
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Copyright Ady
Simon Watson yelled as he went sailing across the playground to land in an unceremonious heap on the hard ground, his books scattered around him. Billy Mastersā growl of delight was cut off by an angry adult voice.
āBilly Masters! Stop right there! What have you been told about fighting? Go and sit on the red bench. Well? Go on!ā
Billy went and sat on the red bench. The āpunishmentā bench. He was used to it. He ended up here most break-times.Ā Finally the bell for classes went – freedom!
Simon worked hard, made the most of his education. Billy went from detention to young offenders to…
āThe court will rise.ā
āMr Masters, for this crime, there can be only one punishment. You will spend the rest of your life in prison. Take him down.ā
Judge Simon Watson shook his head sadly as Billy was led past. āBack on the red bench, Billy. This time itās for good. No bell this time. Sorry.ā
FF – This Land (is) Mine
Here is my story for this week’s Friday Fictioneers, hosted as always by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by The Reclining Gentleman.
The photo is quite a lovely scene, therefore my story will not be bwahaha :-).
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Copyright The Reclining Gentleman
Albert finished planting the last flower and stood up gingerly, his old bones making the task a chore. He shook his head angrily.
Thirty-seven years heād worked this allotment, his little patch of England. Now it was destined for pointless āluxury housingā, but who was going to listen to a sickly old man, even one whoād fought for King and Country in Belgium and France?
He tottered away as quickly as he could. He could hear the bulldozers approaching and wanted to be far away when they encountered his war āmementosā, carefully buried and primed under the flower bed.
Sharing My World 2016 Week 5
Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.
If you had a shelf for your three most special possessions (not including photos, electronic devices and things stored on them, people or animals), what would you put on it?
Special possessions that areĀ not electronic devices? That makes it tricky.
There’s my Granny’sĀ gong and candlesticks I requested when she passed away, now on my mantelpiece.
From Granny’s house
There are some Dr Who bits and bobs. Dr Who stuff is spread across multiple shelves.
And of course, “the lads”.
If you had a box labelled āhappinessā, what would you put in it?
Memories of happy times. Or rather, copies of memories of happy times. As a backup in case I need to restart my head.
What do you want more of in your life?
Keep… it… clean… must… keep… it… clean… gnnnnnnn… Star Wars Lego. Phew, I did it!
Daily Life List: What do you do on an average day? Make a list of your usual activities you do each day.
On average, I’ll be at work, so…
- Wake up (0550)
- Complain a lot
- Have a coffee
- Make lunch and place in Dr Who Dalek lunch box
- Get ready for work
- Go to work (around 0655)
- Arrive at work (around 0720)
- Work
- Leave work (1700)
- Watch DVD/Netflix while having tea
- Watch more Netflix/Amazon Prime/play some PS4/do some blogging
- Go to bed (around 2200)
- Read for a bit and go to sleep
Thrilling stuff! And if you’re a nasty thief hoping to use this itinerary to rob my stuff, please remember to smile for the cloud-connected motion-sensitive infra-red security cameras.
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