Monday, 21 June 2010

They seek her here, they seek her there

Hitdame

 

I think it’s my nerves again. When I pull the trigger, I get a pain in my shoulder. As advised I wrap up warm with natural fibres. But I want a prescription now as I rarely go to the same doctor twice, not secure in my line of work, darling.

 Random Word: Oh, my darling

  

 


Saturday, 19 June 2010

Six Word Saturday#14

Describing your Saturday life on Show My Face at the moment of writing in a phrase using just six words.

Cleaning[7]“Joint” clean-up: wife explains when stuck**

Like many a marriage you learn compromise. Let’s just say that cleaning up together now means we agree separate rooms and a time to start. When it meant the same rooms together, the time I took to dust, polish, wash the floor, tidy the cushions, pick the clothes up, track the source of the mystery smell etc was the time she took in arranging the flowers, wondering about the colour of the light and remembering why that friend’s phone call was so urgent. Then she would come back and explain what else I needed to clean. Somehow the subsequent open and frank exchange of opinion wasn’t always appreciated. But now when she explains what else needs cleaning in our joint expression of domestic bliss, I point her gently back to her own chore rooms. We ain’t divorced yet so it’s working!


Friday, 18 June 2010

Well Hung

Hanging picture[5]

 

 

‘The entrants are good this year.’ It was a lie, the paintings were crap. But then she spotted a winner.‘It’s all in the hanging,’ she said.

Random Word:Dark Horse

 

 

 


Daddy do you love me…

Judas Kiss‘Dad, give it up, you’re all skin and bones.’

She was waved away. ‘Save the tears for when she sees the Will.’

Leaving, Cathy rushed down to her boyfriend, ‘It’s working, he’s still on hunger strike over her but the house comes our way.’

Phil smiled, ‘So we slip him pills?

Cathy kissed him, ‘Yes.’

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Thursday, 17 June 2010

Cruising for a bruising

Pebble Glasses

 

He had those glasses on that made him look like he wore beer bottle bottoms. His trousers were neat but shiny suggesting a mother somewhere would miss him. Neil was trying to be cool with the ladies but from the corners of the square a battering of brothers gathered around.

 

Random Word: Shine


All the news fit to be printed

Ghost writer

Al found being dead hadn't killed his eye for news - he now saw stars romp and politicians palm cash but getting copy in was…well…harder.

Random Word: Grub-Street


Wednesday, 16 June 2010

Wortharead Wednesday #7

This is a Twitter story that caught my eye this week. Click on the heading if you want to visit the author’s Twitter Site. Or the post timestamp to go direct to the story.

When a smile didn't work, she flashed a coin. When the coin didn't work, she flashed a knife. The knife always worked.