Wet and Aggressive Corella challenges Magpie

Wet and Aggressive Corella challenges Magpie

Wednesday, 28 October 2015

Words for Wednesday

The lovely Delores at Under the Porch Light has been running this meme for a considerable period of time, week after week.   Computer issues led her to bow out for a while and I took over.  When Delores' absence looked like being more permanent I begged and cajoled for other volunteers to share providing the prompts, and Words for Wednesday became a moveable feast.

In July River from Drifting through Life hosted, Jacqueline at Randomosity in August. During September the challenge has been posted by Susan at the Most - - of Every Moment, and this months prompts were created by Margaret Adamson and her friend Sue, but published here.  Wasn't the response to the images they provided last week amazing?
Essentially the aim is to encourage us to write.  Each week we are given a choice of prompts: which can be words, phrases, music or an image.   What we do with those prompts is up to us:  a short story, prose, a song, a poem, or treating them with ignore...
Some of us put our creation in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog.  I would really like it if as many people as possible joined into this fun meme.  If you are posting on your own blog - let me know so that I, and other participants, can come along and applaud.

This week Margaret and Sue have given us the following words to play with:



TENT
AWE
WARDROBE
AGENT
MICROLIGHT
CHAIR.


And/or


HOUND
ROOF
TYRE
BEWILDERMENT
JOY
SHOE


We have no volunteers to provide the prompts for next month.  In addition, Delores has returned to the blogosphere and has restarted the meme under the name Thursday's Trauma.

I am wondering whether we should continue Words for Wednesday, in which case I am calling for volunteers, or whether we should return the meme to Delores, albeit under a different name.  What do you think?  I would appreciate your answers in the comments.  At the moment my email is misbehaving.  I may, or may not get emails for anything up to ten days or more.  Please give it some thought.
 

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  1. Thought? What is that?

    I would be glad to substitute for November, not December or January (Swiss family coming home!!). Give me an email or note at my site. Thanks.

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    1. Susan Kane: Thank you. I will see what the day brings, and who else wants to play, and contact you later.
      You must be thrilled at the thought of seeing your Swiss Family.

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  2. The tent was huge, like a fabric chalet and I was in awe. It even had a place for a person’s large wardrobe. The agent used a microlight to shine on the spot where my signature was needed. Sign me up for one of these I said, as I sat down on the chair.

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    1. DeniseinVA: It sounds very posh indeed - and nothing like the tents I experienced as a child.

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    2. I think this tent was luxurious and going to be very comfortaable.

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    3. How perfect, I'd be willing to sign up too!

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  3. Where had he gotten to? That old hound had taken my shoe again! I looked around in bewilderment trying to remember the other places he had hidden it in the past. Behind the garden shed, under the tractor tyre, and the time he climbed the woodpile to put it on the edge of the roof. Will I ever find it and experience the joy of having a shoe for each foot?

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    1. Jono: I am snickering here. We had a German Shepherd who was a skilled thief - and a very successful hider of her trophies...

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    2. Funny the Bassett Hound in my sstory also took a shoe but I was laughing at the thought of you hobbling around with only 1 shoe on!

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    3. That darn hound, I have one (Misty) who loves this game as well! Not just shoes though.

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  4. Personally I would love the meme to continue to be on our blog on Wedneday's. I would be willing to give you the prompts for March 2016.(that is 5 Wednesday's).

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    1. Margaret Adamson: So far we have November and March covered. We will wait and see.

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  5. My agent used her microlight to check out her wardrobe. She was so in awe when she found an old tent dress hidden between her power suits that she reeled backward and fell into the rocking chair.

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    1. Sandra Cox: Somehow tent dresses and successful agents don't seem to go together do they? No wonder she fell over in shock...

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    2. Last time I wore a tent dress I wa pregant and that was over 40 years ago.

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    3. I'm surprised anyone even remembers them. grin.

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  6. I thinks that:
    HOUND
    ROOF
    TYRE
    BEWILDERMENT
    JOY
    SHOE
    was a bit of fun, that makes me laugh out loud.

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    1. Bob Bushell: They are great words aren't they? I am still thinking about those.

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    2. Glad Bob you had a laugh. I also had a laugh writting my stories this week.

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    3. Too funny, must watch those rocking chairs!

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  7. What fun to see what you come up with!




    ALOHA, Friend
    ComfortSpiral

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    1. Cloudia: There have been some quirky uses of the words already.

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    2. Come on Cloudia, you can write something!

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  8. The mind boggles...and getting it into gear early morning is a good exercise!! So "Click!" - Here I go!

    "To my constant BEWILDERMENT and to his never-ending JOY he went on and on about it. He was like a Mastiff HOUND with a long-awaited meat-covered bone!

    I was so sick of his hair-brained scheme, one he’d had since he saw the comedy movie “Danny DeckCHAIR”. He’d not been the same since he'd seen that stupid movie! He was in AWE of Danny’s escapades, and went on and on about them, day in and day out!

    Somehow, someway he wanted to emulate the hair-brained adventure, but not by attaching helium-filled balloons to a deckchair. His invention was much more sophisticated than that. He spent hours upon our ROOF checking out wind speeds and directions, air chill, times when the sun rose and set; and whatever else. It all had me baffled so I left his idiotic idea and him well enough alone.

    When he began designing his own MICROLIGHT is when I finally saw red. But that wasn't the end of it!

    He then hired an AGENT figuring if he was going to do this foolhardy trip across the country, he may as well get publicity for it and make some money along the way.

    I’d had enough and banned him out to a TENT in the backyard. Men can be so childish at times…too often!

    When I thought I’d seen and heard it all, he went out and bought a special new WARDROBE of padded, but lightweight clothing to wear during his flight!

    That’s when I cracked completely; it was the straw that broke the camel's back. Ithrew a SHOE at him! If a TYRE had been nearby, he would’ve copped that, too!!"

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    1. Lee: Just a shoe? I would have thrown the wardrobe and the tyres and anything else which came to hand.

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    2. Perhaps he'll fly off in that chair and never be seen again.

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    3. A shoe! That would have no impact on his craziness. I think he needed the men in white coats to take him away. Great story, I loved it.

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    4. Ha! Ha! Funny stuff, I'm with Elephant's Child and tossing things as well!

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  9. I will give it some thought, has she offered to take it back or perhaps her new meme will follow about the same path? I rather like your word list this week, I can feel thoughts moving in

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    1. Karen S.: Delores hasn't offered to take it back. At the moment Words for Wednesday, and Thursday's Trauma are both running. And are very, very similar.
      I am looking forward to seeing where your thoughts (and Margaret's and Sue's words) take you.

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  10. They stood in awe having set up a tent on their camping trip.They hung a microlamp and brought in their wardrobe then sat in a chair, each feeling like an agent of the past

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    1. Linda Starr: Camping has gone upmarket. Glamping. When I last went camping yes there was a tent (which leaked) but no chair, and definitely no wardrobe. I don't think there was any such thing as a microlamp either. A torch if we were lucky.

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    2. Camping has certainly change since I was a girl.

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    3. the only camping I want to do is in a motorhome which has electric and a bathroom and a real bed and heat. ha

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  11. Once I fell into the 'microlight' category and people asked whether I had considered modelling. Now I could put redwoods into the shade. For too long now my wardrobe has consisted of garments which could double as a tent. A six-person luxurious tent. No chair will safely contain my girth.
    On the rare occasions I waddle into the public eye I am the subject of whispers, snickers and awe. Mixed with generous helpings of horror. I am the agent of my own destruction and can blame no-one else.

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    1. This is very good. I'm a long way from being micro-light myself these days, and if I don't stop with the icecream it's only going to get worse :(

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    2. This is hilarious. You might even have heard me from the other side of the globe. Brilliant.

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    3. ok I don't even know what a microlight is. ha, I used to fall into that category too. Ha.

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    1. Margaret-whiteangel: There are. Lots of clever, inventive, imaginative people.

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  13. So people understand what a "Microlight" is......

    "Ultralight aviation (called microlight aviation in some countries) is the flying of lightweight, 1 or 2 seat fixed-wing aircraft. Some countries differentiate between weight-shift control and conventional 3-axis control aircraft with ailerons, elevator and rudder, calling the former "microlight" and the latter "ultralight".

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    1. Lee: Yes I know that. However, we use words to cover a range of things, and models are ultra lightweight, and some of them would be blown away by anything stronger than a gentle breeze.

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    2. I had to make a hasty change to my entry because I thought a microlight was a tiny flashlight!!

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    3. Lee: I am sorry if I came across as grumpy. I didn't mean to, but I want people to be able to use the words any way that appeals to them. No rights, no wrongs...

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    4. No problem, EC...I just hoped I didn't come across as appearing to be a bit of a smart-arse...that wasn't my intention. Like Jenny I at first thought it was a tiny flashlight, too...but I thought I'd do a bit of research first.

      No harm done, I hope. :)

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    5. oh I see I misread it as lamp not light. ha, never knew but learning every day. Ha.

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  14. As I sit shivering in the cold, damp tent with only a flashlight to push back the murky darkness of the forest, I plot my revenge. The tiny, dainty person who arranged for my "free sightseeing flight in a microlight, darling" to this wilderness will pay for her deceit. I imagine her sitting in MY chair, wearing the clothing from MY wardrobe, talking to MY agent, pretending to be ... ME. Well, she'll soon enough be finding out that "awful" has as much "awe" in it as "awesome" does ...

    (Inspired in equal parts by EC's entry last Wednesday (the dark tone) and John Gray's Tuesday post about revenge over at "Going Gently"!)


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    1. jenny_o: I love it. I really, really love it. And, words are our servant, not us theirs. A teeny weeny flashlight could perfectly well be described as a microlight...

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    2. I'm having way more fun than I thought possible. Hah.

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    3. Jenny I love your story even though a bit scary. But that worked.

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  15. microlights in tents? Hmmm, awesome list of words. This calls for more coffee.....
    I haven't taken up Delores's Thursday Trauma challenge, I'm writing down the words, but so far haven't written anything from them. I'd like to see the Words for Wednesday keep going, at least a bit longer, so I'll supply December's words if that's okay with everyone else. That's 5 Wednesdays.

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    1. River: Thank you. I am looking forward to your take on these words.

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    2. Many thanks River for your kind comment to my stories, I appreciate them as they are a great encouragement for me to continue writing. Looking forward to reading your story and I hope you wil copy it to Sue's blog like you did last week. Glad you had offered to take December

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    3. I may copy it, but it's a little longer than last week's. And if people read it here, maybe they won't bother coming over to me.

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  16. It would be lovely to see it keep going, but hey, I can't volunteer. I don't have time left to sleep as it is!

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    1. Denise Covey: Sometimes life gets in the way doesn't it?

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  17. Well here goes with my first story so sit back and come fly with me!!!

    Dawn had just broken. Yet another very hot day continuing filming in Mozambique. The runner had came to my TENT and woke me at 5.00 am to make sure I would be ready and dressed for a prompt 6.00 am start. The WARDROBE department had left the outfit I was to wear with me the evening before. This was my first film as a stunt man that I had worked in Africa and I was finding the heat and humidity very challenging.

    In fact I was also a bit AWE struck because I was acting as a double for Sean Connery who as a fellow Scotsman I had always admired in his films. He had wanted to fly the MICROLIGHT himself as he thought is would be great fun, as indeed it is, however his AGENT had laid down the law and said a definite, NO. Even his insurance would not cover it if he had an accident.

    I arrived on set about 5.45 am. The director was shouting instructions and directions from his CHAIR. I got into the microflight with a cameraman who I have to admit looked a bit scared however I assured him I had been flying these machines for nearly 20 years and only had one minor accident. I am too not sure if he was reassured but when 6.00 am came, the director shouted ’action’ and I was off.

    Sorry I cannot divulge the name of the film as it has not been released yet and for some obscure reason we have all been sworn to secrecy. So you will have to ‘watch this space’ a they say, as it will be out in early 2016!


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    1. Margaret Adamson: I thoroughly enjoyed this - not suprised that the agent wouldn't let Sean Connery fly though.

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    2. I must have been inspried when I got the news yesterday that I got my first EXTRAS job. Mind you it is in a goal so I hope they let me out. I have to learn a song!!! There probably will be casts of thousands and I may end up a dot on the screen if i am fortunate enough

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    3. You're a film extra? Congratulations! I've always wanted to do that. I'd be great as a bag lady pushing her shopping cart across a road somewhere.

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    4. Margaret Adamson: Echoing River. You're a film extra? Wow. In gaol for crimes or as an entertainer or as staff?

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  18. OK Here's my second story and this on is nearly true.

    My friend Wesley and I were delighted we had managed to obtain tickets for the afternoon Sunday picnic concert entitled “Last Night of the Audley End Proms” on August 3rd last year. Audley End House is a largely early 17th-century country house outside Saffron Walden, Essex, England. It was once a prodigy house, a palace in all but name and renowned as one of the finest Jacobean houses in England.

    My husband Paul and Trevor’ wife Stephanie did not enjoy this type of music so had agreed to take the four children and my Bassett HOUND called Crackers on a picnic down to the sailing barges moored along the promenade at Heybridge Basin, near Maldon in Essex.

    Everything was set, picnic made, and the sun was shining. Now what could go wrong, you ask?

    Wesley and I set off in his open toped MG in good time as we knew it would take us an hour to reach Audley End. We had travelled about half an hour when, BANG!, the left hand TYRE burst. Wesley managed to safely come to a halt and after putting on the spare, we were off again. We had not lost much time however we were delighted to finally see the ROOF of this magnificent house in the distance, looming in the air above the conifer trees.

    The afternoon went off without anymore hitches and both the atmosphere and music surrounding this event was wonderful and we hoped that our children and Stephanie and Paul were having an equally good time.

    However, when we arrived home, that had not been the case.

    They had just finished their picnic and about to go and look at the barges when they discovered that Crackers had disappeared. After 20 minutes of looking they were very worried as they knew she was my pride and joy and even through he was as stubborn as a mule, I loved her dearly. Now how where they going to break the news to me they wondered!

    Anyway, they keep looking frantically for her. After all what else could they do. Finally they spied her sitting with a look of BEWILDERMENT on her face as if butter won’t melt in her butter! She had cleverly positioned herself just out of site and was able to watch all this activity of them chasing around looking for her. They were angry but at the same time showed great JOY. The only down side was that Crackers had stolen someone’s SHOE and during all this manic activity had chewed it to bits!

    They did find the gentleman who had lost hi shoe and gave him money to buy a new pair. That was a small price to pay for finding Crackers. The alternate of telling me they had lost my precious dog was not something they had been looking forward to!

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    1. Margaret Adamson: I am so glad that they found Crackers. The loss of a pet is a DREADFUL thing.

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    2. Yes, that part of the story is totally true.

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    3. Dogs have minds of their own when the owner is away.

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  19. Hi EC,

    I hope you are having a good week. I must confess to never having done this and I'd like to see it stay so that I can give it a go when I have time.

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    1. Can I just say, I had never written before this summer and only started to encourage my friend Sue as she CAN really write but i have found it fascinating and great fun I urge you to have a go. What can you lose. Try a few lines at first, you don't have to use all the words. I will be watching this pace!!!

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    2. e: I hope you will join in sometime. The consensus is that it will continue, but will probably move homes a bit. I'll let you know when the details are finalised.

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  20. Margaret, I like both your stories; you're good at this.

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    1. I will take that as a big compliment as I only started writing in the summer time to encourage my friend Sue to write as I knew she could do it and I am amazed at how much I enjoy it myself. Sue adn I have now written 2 very short funnny sketches which I hope to perform in next year.

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  21. I'll take January... is it weird that I find the process of creating prompts more satisfying and creative than actually creating the stories?

    In any case, if you're in need of someone to take a week or month due to an emergency, just let me know!

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    1. Jacquelineand...: Thank you. On both counts. Weird? No. Not at all.

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    2. Thank you, now we just need February.

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    3. River: That would be me. I will create and publish February here, and put up Margaret and Sue's words here in March.

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  22. Holaaaa...espero qeu pases un buen otoño..paso a saludarte..un saludo desde Murcia.

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  23. So long as you and Delores stay in the blogosphere, I'm fine either way. These are always fun, but lots of work (to participate and/or volunteer for). Well, not lots of work. Most of us are lazy and don't want to add to our plates - that's all. I've always enjoyed reading the responses to the series.
    Thanks, EC.

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    1. Rawknrobyn: The responses are amazing aren't they? I am awed, impressed and entertained week after week.

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  24. I look forward to your words and your pictures!!! I'm too tired to think today, maybe I'll just veg and read what everyone else writes.

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    1. Sonya Ann: Vegging is fine. It is completely in keeping with this meme. And you have had a v busy time.

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  25. This is my friend Sue's first story. We conbined to set the prompts for this month of October and have been thrilled at the way the many people have come up to llustrate words, phrases and photographs. Certainly Sue and myself want it to continue on EC's blog..

    There was no getting away from it a week in a TENT was not what I call a holiday. I like to get up slowly in the morning, shower and then go through my WARDROBE and decide what I'm going to wear for the day.

    But here I was, in the middle of a muddy field, trying really hard to impress the new love of my life. He came striding across the field, all vim and vigour, swinging a plastic container that he assured me was perfectly good water from the stream. It looked like watery mud to me. I gritted my teeth and grimaced hoping it would look like a smile.

    Time pulled a folding CHAIR over to the small fire that he had lit earlier before I had even started the day. I looked on in total AWE as he produced a frypan and soon the delicious smell of bacon rose into the air. I took a deep breath in allowing the aroma to fill every fibre of my being. Mmmmm even my mouth started to water.

    "Oh darling, I have such a surprise for you"
    My heart leapt, oh yippee I thought, he's realised I'm not the outdoorsy type and we're off home.
    "There's an airfield a couple of miles from here, I walked over and talked to the AGENT there about a flight"
    Oh my goodness, isn't he wonderful, we're going somewhere warm.
    "What is it. Oh please tell me? Please! Please!"
    A smile spread over his face.
    " you'll love it. I just know you will. You're so adventurous "
    OK, now I was getting concerned.
    "He and his friend are going to take us up for a flight in a MICROLIGHT. Isn't that great?"

    I will leave my answer to your imagination, it can't be printed, no really it can't!

    Needless to say he is no longer the love of my life.

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    1. Margaret and Sue: I always love to see what marvels Sue comes up with - and this is no exception. Definitely no love lost...

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    2. my story has a Tim also, visit drifting through life tomorrow and read all about it.

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  26. OK Here is Sue's second story.

    I suppose I should have realised it was going to be one if those days when I went outside to collect the eggs from the henhouse and saw our collie JOY walking along the ROOF ridge of the barn.

    "Bloody hell! You stupid HOUND, get down here now!"

    Mum said " don't worry she got up there she'll come down when she's hungry"

    4 hours later and JOY was still up there. Dad came in from the fields and growled "that stupid dog still up there then" and chucked a badly aimed SHOE at the ROOF.

    JOY raised her head with a look of BEWILDERMENT and then tucked her nose under her tail and settled down in the early evening sunshine.
    She was still up there after we finished tea and rounded the hens up for the night.

    "Enoughs enough" dad said " daft dog can't stay up there all night. She might be ill "

    He climbed on an abandoned tractor TYRE that was leaning against the barn wall and edged out over the ROOF. He was within touching distance when JOY stirred, licked his hand, stood, walked over him and slipped through an open roof light window we had all forgotten, hidden above the straw bales as it was.

    Dad was stranded not able to move left or right.

    Boy! Did the fire brigade laugh when they got him down, and JOY? asleep in front of the Aga.

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    1. Margaret and Sue: Snorting with mirth here. 'Dumb' animals outsmart us so often.

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    2. This is funny! That sneaky dog :)

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  27. I am in awe and fall off my chair every time I get into my wardrobe. :-)

    Greetings from London.

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    1. A Cuban in London: I can't even get into my wardrobe... Thanks for playing.

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    2. you can't get into your wardrobe. so....you're.....getting around...ummm.....naked? (*~*)

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    3. River: Can't get into the piece of furniture. Though some of the garments are snug too. Too snug.

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  28. Great stories...I've been reading all through the comments...thanks for sharing everybody!

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    1. Olivia Rose: The comments (and the stories) are a heap of fun aren't they? Do you think you will join in?

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  29. my story will be at my site tomorrow
    http://river-driftingthroughlife.blogspot.com.au

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  30. Hooray, I did it too! I've joined my Good Fences post with all of your 12 words! See it here
    http://twincitiesblather.blogspot.com/2015/10/outside-or-inside-good-fences.html

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    1. Karen S.: I read it - and thoroughly enjoyed it.

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  31. Some people really put some effort into these. Woot.

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    1. Sandra Cox: The blogosphere is full of people with imagination and talent. Which is wonderful.

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  32. Since I haven't participated, other than to enjoy some of the wonderful work you all have done with the prompts, it wouldn't be fair for me to weigh in on the matter. All I can say is you have all done a fantastic job with it.

    Here's to a very happy weekend for you.

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    1. Susan: It is a fun meme, and has given lots of people pleasure and mental exercise.

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  33. I really do enjoy this! I have participated a few times, but even when I read them I find it gets my brain thinking creatively. Sometimes (like tonight) I am too tired to give it a proper go- but such fun to read through. :)

    Thanks-
    ~Jess

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    1. DMS ~ Jess: It has been a lot of fun. I do hope that you can rest - and join us again some other week.

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  34. I am last to the party - again. Too tardy to comment on everyone's work, but I must say that I am impressed by all! I didn't participate this week, but another chapter of the "Mindy Story" will be created from prompts one of these weeks soon, and published on my blog. As my publishing schedule is never timely with the words, Wednesday or Thursday would work for me. Thanks to all who have kept this running, and a big bit of gratitude to EC for hosting so much of it here!

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    1. Susan F.: Never too late - and I am looking forward to reading more of Mindy's story. Words for Wednesday is on Susan Kane's blog - thecontemplativecat this month. And has already got off to a cracking start.

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  35. I will totally provide prompts if given instructions! Email me ;)

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    1. Riot Kitty: I will indeed email you. We have the months until March sorted. Perhaps April would suit you?

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  36. As I left the TENT and sat in the CHAIR, I looked up in AWE as AGENT WARDROBE flew overhead in his MICROLIGHT.

    I sighed, and wondered when my wife would finish the remodeling of the house. This was no way for a super spy to live.

    I waved at Wardrobe and called him over...

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    1. Mark Koopmans: Now this is a very different tangent - thank you for playing.

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    2. No worries,I like this word game!

      PS: I copied your comments and added them to Eva's blog on your behalf :)

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    3. Mark Kioopmans: It is a really good meme. I am always blown away by people's creativity. Thank you for copying my comments to Eva's blog. I had a senior blonde moment or six. Very blonde. Which I never was.

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