tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5965864190770194792024-03-15T18:10:16.443-07:00Sally's ScribblesSallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.comBlogger690125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-47208435525602888712023-04-20T07:10:00.001-07:002023-04-20T07:10:48.470-07:00WEP - LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL APRIL 2023<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn8HvWYGGlA7n7nBoYi4avgvbQJXU2RJxP0KIirOFnSIKoxA7xPtLUV1VIP7B0s-PXKx3-6HvhRpJVlU7d1Yu-VA80Oglmnx-SylXI3mqv3ax3Q_2jCIx_O6Ocz-CBL_AwMlDl6MM3QP4y0eVEGl99Sm4Kez8vl90QGjUgQ8wmDfjsIx2gy5Qkq-GahA/s320/Life%20is%20Beautiful.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="213" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn8HvWYGGlA7n7nBoYi4avgvbQJXU2RJxP0KIirOFnSIKoxA7xPtLUV1VIP7B0s-PXKx3-6HvhRpJVlU7d1Yu-VA80Oglmnx-SylXI3mqv3ax3Q_2jCIx_O6Ocz-CBL_AwMlDl6MM3QP4y0eVEGl99Sm4Kez8vl90QGjUgQ8wmDfjsIx2gy5Qkq-GahA/w266-h400/Life%20is%20Beautiful.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>WEP CHALLENGE April 2023 –
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL<o:p></o:p></i></b></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>N.B.<o:p></o:p></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>I have never heard of this
film, never seen it. I took the title as
my theme, presumably not relatable to the film. <o:p></o:p></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>HERE IS MY STORY: <o:p></o:p></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b><i> </i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL <o:p></o:p></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Jorja trekked up the hillside,
her feet hurt and her hips were beginning to protest never mind what her back
was saying. She pumped her arms,
breathed in short pants until she was at the top. She sat on the rock which had already been
smoothed by many bottoms taking a rest.
The cold granite feel of the rock seeped in to her bones, through her
bloodstream and into her brain. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><i>Life is beautiful.<o:p></o:p></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">She drew in a deep breath, tilted
her head up to the sky and let out an almighty scream. Once she started, she couldn’t stop. Gasping for breath, she counted her heart
beats – too fast. She needed to slow
down her pulse. Steadily she breathed in
through her nose and out through her mouth.
Again. Again. Again, and
again. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Several minutes or maybe hours
passed by. Luckily, she had the place to
herself, maybe because of the early start.
Up at dawn after a sleepless night, hubby snoring lightly. She left him a note so he didn’t worry, ‘cos
he would worry that she wasn’t in a good place. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><i>Life is beautiful.</i><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Why did people keep saying
that? <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">What about her life that was so
beautiful? She knew she was on a real
downer but she was doing her best to get out of her funk and the only way she
knew how was to go back to nature and the wonders of the world. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><i>Life is beautiful.<o:p></o:p></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Who kept saying it? Why was it in her mind all the time? It was as though some other entity was trying
to break through and help her. She heard
the voice. It was comforting. The cynic in her vied with the spirituality
of her nature. She knew spirits would
help her. They always had done. She couldn’t tell anyone because she’d been
accused of being ‘weird’ of being ‘witchy-like’, of being ‘odd.’<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Somebody once told her she wasn’t
any of those things. She was unique and
special. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><i>Life is beautiful.<o:p></o:p></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Someone was coming, she could
feel the rhythmic thump of feet as they traversed up the hill to her resting
place. A slow breath touched her
face. A hand placed gently on her
knee. She looked in to her husband’s
face and saw compassion, understanding and all the love in the world he could
give her without speaking. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><i>Life is beautiful.</i><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">As she felt his calming presence,
she took a deep sigh and nodded, turned and gave Gerry a tremulous smile. He murmured ‘it’s alright.’ He was never one for a lot of words but it
was more than enough to know that he understood her. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">They held hands and looked out on
the vista. Jorja heard the call of the
birds as they soared and floated on the draughts, so beautiful and peaceful to
watch. They didn’t have a care in the
world, except survival and looking for the next meal, other than that they
enjoyed the wind, the freedom, going where it took them. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Gerry opened his back pack and
took out a thermos of coffee, poured her a cup and then one for himself. They sat there in quiet contemplation,
sipping the black aromatic coffee, the smell re-energising as much as drinking
the liquid did.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">This, this is what made her life
beautiful. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Back to reality and the hurt from
the deceit, the secrecy but hey-ho life threw you the bends in the road,
potholes to navigate, she would not fall through them again, she’d come so far,
even leaving her family to live on the other side of the world. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Ha! Family! Such a dysfunctional
lot of self-centred, egotistic, manipulative women …….. somehow, they snagged
men who believed in them, believed every lie that came out of their mouths. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Stop it, Jorja, just stop
it. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Telling herself off seemed to
help. She couldn’t change what had
happened. She couldn’t change what
people thought, she could only move on.
Help where she could and she would help.
She would hold the hurt deep inside but she would help. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Two weeks later and now she
really understood that life truly was beautiful. The new born grandson was a joy to
behold. He was just gorgeous. She didn’t know her heart could expand to
take in a love for the new baby as well as encompassing the love she already
felt for her granddaughter. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><i>Life is beautiful.</i><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">A new home for her and her
husband. A new baby. A new life to enjoy, to watch grow, to nurture,
to love, her family was expanding. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Thanks to the benefits of technology,
she could share her joy with friends and family, pictures, face-time, Skype,
Zoom and all the other benefits this technological revolution has brought into
their lives, so much quicker than six weeks waiting for an air mail letter or
hard copy photos. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Yes, <i>life is beautiful</i>
when you allow it to be. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">A baby boy as easy as pie<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">New born blue eyes<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">All knowing<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">All seeing<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">Born wise<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">Born before dawn<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">With a mighty yawn<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">A stretch of his fingers<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">Long limbs, gangly<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">Murmurs, and baby sounds<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">She held him against her chest<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">Feeling less stressed<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">By the minute<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">Heart beat to heart beat<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">Rhythmic<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">Tick, tick, tick<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">Joining in unison<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">With her beautiful grandson<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><i>Life is beautiful <o:p></o:p></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Life is full of joy. You just have to watch for the moments, drink
them in, treasure them, remember them and pull them out when the going gets tough.
<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">She has to move forward, let her
daughter and little family enjoy themselves and grow as a unit. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">No interference. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">She would not interfere.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">She has learnt from her own
lessons, from her own mother, what is not the right way. Jorja’s way is different, there to help but
not interfere. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">That will be her mantra – do not
interfere and then <i>life <b>will</b> be beautiful</i> for everybody. <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Word count 977<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p><br /><p></p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-51959438900148186242023-02-17T03:26:00.002-08:002023-02-17T03:26:31.091-08:00<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwM7uIvs05OGshxus2w-qjh7hBie4bqHqNDvMmggZX5SK9yXCmtcQPlIBawa6ORaaghIvrkPubsZNFijvRoZml8OH-iuO_sZPRNMWSek7x4xWzQ5u4oW7-IKadAgEka0HzNpbK-dNThB13aRtiN8V-Sjv84VYO6DF_ighNfAle7iSKJbBtjYTJdsTykg/s320/wep%20new%20logo%20feb%202023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="95" data-original-width="320" height="129" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwM7uIvs05OGshxus2w-qjh7hBie4bqHqNDvMmggZX5SK9yXCmtcQPlIBawa6ORaaghIvrkPubsZNFijvRoZml8OH-iuO_sZPRNMWSek7x4xWzQ5u4oW7-IKadAgEka0HzNpbK-dNThB13aRtiN8V-Sjv84VYO6DF_ighNfAle7iSKJbBtjYTJdsTykg/w435-h129/wep%20new%20logo%20feb%202023.jpg" width="435" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Starting 2023 theme with the YEAR OF THE MOVIES</p><p>Our first challenge is GONE WITH THE WIND</p><p>I would like to thank the WEP team for all their hard work behind the scenes to come up with such brilliant themes, overcoming personal challenges to keep WEP a success. </p><p><br /></p><p>Here is my contribution to our first challenge of 2023</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXOl3p3te2iL9yJ_wUplkUpsNXBan6kJATrR8abwCs6qetFBoyayMmn1X6XT1MXlj1HsIksWuizex-ZtQd7oV6uQ2-jTjcycbv8hsodAqyPVa2MHquQ49PXTAhswozhd-cnekxFpRpoBQ7jdIiaBHKmycFt4iggWblBt_eZBvOZ0U5qPmR0if42qptug/s320/GONE%20WITH%20THE%20WIND.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="213" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXOl3p3te2iL9yJ_wUplkUpsNXBan6kJATrR8abwCs6qetFBoyayMmn1X6XT1MXlj1HsIksWuizex-ZtQd7oV6uQ2-jTjcycbv8hsodAqyPVa2MHquQ49PXTAhswozhd-cnekxFpRpoBQ7jdIiaBHKmycFt4iggWblBt_eZBvOZ0U5qPmR0if42qptug/s1600/GONE%20WITH%20THE%20WIND.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><i><b>TAGLINE: The world is changing. </b></i></div><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 107%;">THE RETURN<o:p></o:p></span></i></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><img border="0" data-original-height="854" data-original-width="652" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSJ6Q_pwwSV3dshCt9tQ12KXMzMV9rzpx8aZq6eAkM6vpWrObnx4UKo3YdP9hzaWV1LqXi84CHFwmnNx2ERKBDFP2axlTKun7Boyb6cdBcDi676ygWjReWa6QpEye_5IicsHUJMj70KS7kt4AHFyQok0yEsCL_lxyByASHlS3ghjclxJK8pTXxQbD0Zg/s320/Persian%20head%20and%20hawk.jpg" width="244" /></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Fly my beauty<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Fly on the thermals<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Spread your wings<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Soar high<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Swoop and feed in flight<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Come back to me my beauty<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Speed back with the wind in your
feathers<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Land on my wrist<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Bring your message<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">As I praise your effort<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">You reward me with sounds of joy<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The wind blowing at your rear<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Taking me to our destination<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Slow your place, beauty<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I’ll give you your head<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Take me far and wide<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Scout the locations<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Find the oasis in the desert<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The palm fronds wafting in the wind<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Gone with the dust of the sand<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We will run further<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 107%;">AKRAM<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfcvMsKWIRetD8Xdg3ntQCDyuLHoTe_ljhVHtASxxARvQ5mUXFENRNOIVKAv18frzhJfQJEcQumrVoCsSJe6syR9M7GDwkNu9fDMzGC1Uj313umxZu7zsMZGXL1L6wJkw4eURwJJoTPfLVx5biXDBE4daz5zgNTK9bPv_y5iZmJerzNPkYG50NiJfTIw/s985/Persian%20head%20RED%20TURBAN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="985" data-original-width="739" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfcvMsKWIRetD8Xdg3ntQCDyuLHoTe_ljhVHtASxxARvQ5mUXFENRNOIVKAv18frzhJfQJEcQumrVoCsSJe6syR9M7GDwkNu9fDMzGC1Uj313umxZu7zsMZGXL1L6wJkw4eURwJJoTPfLVx5biXDBE4daz5zgNTK9bPv_y5iZmJerzNPkYG50NiJfTIw/s320/Persian%20head%20RED%20TURBAN.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify;">Akram was tired, so very tired.</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify;"> </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify;">He’d been travelling for four months trading
with many people, swapping stories, finding out the world news, some of it
quite frightening, he wasn’t sure how safe life was going to be in the future.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">His loyal companions had picked him up when he was homesick
and feeling down, as he did the same with them. Together they made a brilliant
team whether they were selling, buying, importing or exporting, always having
each other’s backs. Not everything went
smoothly on this trip, unfortunately some fighting had been involved and he had
a few scars to prove it. He wasn’t
looking forward to explaining that when he returned home to Ariana. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">A cry went up from the lead horseman who pointed in to the
distance. Akram followed the direction
of the finger, there – there was the first glistening dome, if he squinted, he
could make out the spires of the beautiful palace. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">As they entered triumphantly through the city gates, marvelling
again at the brick structures built by the ancients of old, he felt euphoric
but also slightly edgy. He looked around
and could see slight signs of neglect, the maintenance of the buildings was not
up to his standard. How could it have
deteriorated within the few months they had been absent. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The stench became overpowering, drains were overflowing,
refuse was piled up in the streets, horse dung and other animal droppings added
to the smell. He would certainly be
calling the council the first opportunity he had. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">First though, the major thought in his head was to greet
Ariana and his son, she would have to wait a little while. He could see her
through the upstairs window, looking down at him from their bedroom chamber,
she smiled at him, he could feel her love and patience emanating through the
air. She understood he must tend to his
horse first, then himself before he would be able to greet her properly. She would not want to kiss him with the odour
of travelling that had seeped in to the fabric of the cloth he was wearing. He
would also bathe but quickly, there would be time for luxury wallowing in hot
water the next day. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Akram bounded up the stone stairs, he stopped outside the
door to their quarters, he was suddenly nervous, a grown man like him, strong,
powerful, mighty, the leader of the city, a respected businessman and the
thought of greeting his wife had stopped him in his tracks. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Swallowing the lump in his throat, smoothing his hands down
his tunic, he gathered his courage and opened the door. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Ariana turned slowly as he entered, her eyes took him in, she
drank the very essence of him, he could feel the love pouring out of her heart
and in to his. As he looked, he could
see the perfect roundness of her tummy, full of child, her figure encompassing
their passion. A couple of deep brown
eyes peeked out from behind her skirts. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">‘Eyad, my boy,’ Akram knelt down as Eyad rushed to his father
and fell in to his embrace, he picked his son up and moved to Ariana, using his
other arm he gathered her to him, breathed a huge sigh of relief as they stood,
foreheads together, two united (plus one and one waiting) as their love for
each other and their small but growing family emanated from them. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 107%;">ARIANA<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">He was back. He was back but for how long this time? Oh, she understood his work, she understood
the toll his leadership took on him. She
understood she was his haven, his oasis, his rock, his safe space. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">She understood her job was to keep him happy, to look after
their children, to bear more children as and when they were fortunate enough to
have more. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">She understood the world was changing. She understood there were wars to fight,
diplomacy to negotiate, horrendous acts of violation against races, genders,
creeds, too many to mention. She
understood being a woman with her man.
Not everybody understood their way of life. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">She was the power behind the leader, never seen to demean him
in public, a smiling, beautiful face with their lovely family. In their bedchamber, they would discuss all
aspects of their lives. Her perspective
gave him new outlooks on ways to approach others. He was always grateful to her for her
guidance and wisdom.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">She knew she had what others might call second sight,
visions, the problem was knowing a timeframe.
Ariana sighed and snuggled closer to Akram, she felt his arms encompass
her as their love for each deepened, became overwhelming at times. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-no-proof: yes;">ABDALHADI<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Abdalhadi knew the time had come<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">He had to take Akram away from home<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Again, they must journey far and wide<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">To remain neutral or take sides<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">To preserve their lands<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Travelling through the dust and sand<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">A fortune to be made or lost<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> Word count: 931</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-13106975160375900012022-12-13T02:35:00.002-08:002022-12-13T02:35:59.237-08:00THE FIRST TIME I SAW YOUR FACE - WEP DEC 2022<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eOKe8UTRc7a-89H-jhADN7A1j5PjqyEKzB1s5iIZan2AfDmWnhHbtrVY1Xxd81rd_zdFQsXTvcA8sjVvMGfXiGGsfDs70eH_dw8c720dafg0HKMYfv9hVKadDsDfeDxicfou_dxazo4nyW62Eq3_rGX59LCvCmWFF78oLmaXq78ejH4Ur7C6ImCnHQ/s372/DECEMBER%20FLACK.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="372" data-original-width="372" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eOKe8UTRc7a-89H-jhADN7A1j5PjqyEKzB1s5iIZan2AfDmWnhHbtrVY1Xxd81rd_zdFQsXTvcA8sjVvMGfXiGGsfDs70eH_dw8c720dafg0HKMYfv9hVKadDsDfeDxicfou_dxazo4nyW62Eq3_rGX59LCvCmWFF78oLmaXq78ejH4Ur7C6ImCnHQ/w400-h400/DECEMBER%20FLACK.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>This is our last challenge for 2022 - what a year it's been! </p><p>Here is my entry:</p><p><br /></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><i><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 107%;">THE FIRST TIME EVER I
SAW YOUR FACE<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">‘Come on, let’s go down to
the fence!’<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I didn’t want to get in to
trouble, never had and hopefully never would but somehow, I was pulled to the
fence separating my girls’ only school with the boys’ only school whose grounds
were far down the edge of the school perimeter kept apart by the chain link
fence.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I tagged along with the
other three girls, Mary, Susan and Beth as we quickened our steps, trying to
act ‘cool’ at 15 years old and not look too eager to chat to some boys. A gaggle of spotty, long-haired boys, acne
appearing on some, whiskers sprouting on others, the beginning of a moustache
on others were already hanging around in the dip of the slight hill. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We were hidden from view of
the school, we hoped, the teachers rest room was on the other side of the
building so we felt relatively safe from their prying eyes. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">There he was. My stomach flipped, my throat was dry and I
wished I had slicked a smear of Vaseline over my lips – it was supposed to look
sexy according to Mary. Mary who came to
school with subtle eyeshadow, darkened eye lids, flawless skin, no breakout of
spots for her at certain times of the month.
She also wore dangling earrings, not the standard, allowable, gold studs
that all the other girls wore, a bit of a rebel was our Mary. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Blonde curls, green eyes,
not very tall perhaps but it was difficult to tell with us standing in a dip
and the boys posing on the other side on slightly higher ground. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Then he spoke. All these years later I can’t remember what
words were spoken but his image burned in to my brain from behind my
retinas. Oh, my! A deep voice, a sexy
voice, a noticeable Adam’s Apple, not prominent but manly. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">My mind said, stop
fidgeting, stand still, uncross your arms from your breasts, take a deep breath
and stick them out a bit more whilst holding in a non-existent tummy. My skirt was already turned up at the waist
band, only once but it was enough to bring the hem up and over my knees by a
good inch or so. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Then we heard the pips go
summoning us back to class. We dashed by
to our respective rooms, tummies rumbling as we hadn’t had chance to eat our
lunches. How on earth was I supposed to
concentrate on maths (not my best subject anyway) when all I could think about
was his face.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I dreamt of him that
night. Friday night, Saturday night,
Sunday night without seeing him. Monday came
as I waited for lunch break, thoughts of our clandestine meetings were
interrupting my concentration on French grammar, us girls and those boys. I was only interested in the one boy. The other faces paled in to insignificance. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The week flew by, I lost
more weight by using up lunch time space to visit. Gradually over the weeks my friends lost
interest in the boys and played netball in the lunch time. Not me.
I had to keep seeing his face. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Six weeks of summer
holidays, home with my mother and brother, Dad was away on board ship for 18
months, some already passed, letters received once a month from this strange
man on flimsy airmail letter papers. I
got a job working as a Saturday girl in the local village shop, that filled in
a good 12 hours once a week. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Somehow the weeks and days
flew by, then I was back travelling to school every day. I sat on the coach trying to calm
myself. Would he be there at lunch
time? Would he remember me? Would he
look the same? My hair was freshly
washed, I pinched some of mum’s perfume and had dabbed a small amount at the base
of my neck and on both wrists. Every now
and then I would take a surreptitious sniff, feeling slightly guilty that I’d
stolen from my mother but hopefully it would be worth it. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Lunch time came. I asked my friends if they were going to
wander down to the edge of the field at lunchtime. They laughed at me. What on earth for, was the surprised
response. It seems they’d all forgotten
our trysts with the boys but then one of them said, they built a brick wall
down there, you won’t be able to see anything or anybody. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Disappointment coursed
through my body. It was all I could do
to smile and say, never mind, shall we play netball instead. I jumped around half-heartedly and still
managed to defend my position and stop several attempted scores from the opposing
team. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I arrived home in the
evening, ate my meal and disappeared in to the dining room to start my
homework. I found it very hard to
concentrate and to keep up a pretence that everything was OK although, in my
family it seemed as though nobody took any notice of me anyway. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">All these years later I
still remember the feeling, the image of a face, not the details apart from the
hair and the eyes – I’ve always had a thing for eyes, the gateway to the soul
or the locked door hiding a myriad of secrets. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">That feeling, that first
crush, innocent as it was then, has stayed with me on and off throughout my
life, sometimes I wonder what happened to that young man. Did he make something of himself? Did he find true love with somebody? Was he a good father? Maybe he went against the law and ended up in
prison – that wouldn’t have surprised me either. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I will never know but to
this day the first time I saw his face will remain with me, imprinted in my
brain, subject to an abstract scrapbook of nostalgic images, filed away as a
private memory, never to be sullied or dirtied in any way as I don’t know
anything about him. I can’t even
remember his name!<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-24473766223375106152022-10-21T03:48:00.002-07:002022-10-21T03:48:35.262-07:00WEP OCTOBER 2022 - WAITING<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIrQoKHn29N1cidTH_5NWUKJTjMY2ojjSq82J91pTZXocwMxg54vlWBDXNqV59FikpO80jB97MfSHZmD2G92YBD8X3-k5RwIuyNmqFJNnVXwfWg0D89a6IMvHxuarHDChTS4w0kv35yLxa7TBzzyW1QmXyFlemzL0CU-wr6hgH05KA2aN5SxSjDnIbPg/s1000/Thriller.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIrQoKHn29N1cidTH_5NWUKJTjMY2ojjSq82J91pTZXocwMxg54vlWBDXNqV59FikpO80jB97MfSHZmD2G92YBD8X3-k5RwIuyNmqFJNnVXwfWg0D89a6IMvHxuarHDChTS4w0kv35yLxa7TBzzyW1QmXyFlemzL0CU-wr6hgH05KA2aN5SxSjDnIbPg/s320/Thriller.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Here is my entry for the WEP October 2022 challenge. </p><p><br /></p><p></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">WAITING<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She
waits wistfully at the window<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Wondering
if he will be a no-show<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Ready
and willing for his caress<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">In
her lacy, gossamer thin dress<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">A
draught plucks at her alluring beauty<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Drawing
her heart strings tightly<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She
reads a text message just received<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">‘Five
minutes, darling,’ her breast heaves<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">As
she waits to see the glare of headlights<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Through
the country lane like two penlights<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She
waits with bated breath, her pulses throbbing<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Every
fibre of her being aching<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">His
key turned in the door<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">He
would satisfy her amour<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Cherishing
their love affair<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Tonight,
they would conceive an heir.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Lucinda waited one month,
then two months until she was sure, the conception was true.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was so hard being the hidden mistress but
she knew his wife was barren.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The spell
she had placed upon his bride at their wedding feast had worked!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her training held true, through the maternal
line , secret all these years until the daughter reached adolescent and proved
herself to be fertile.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>These days of
planning ahead and taking all sorts of precautions made life much easier in
choosing their intended sire.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Lucinda sent a coded text
message, ‘your goods are ready to pick up.’<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Ha! If his wife saw that he could spin a yarn and she would believe him,
the gullible hussy that she was. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The crystal ball that
Lucinda scried in to when the moon was full had shown her that the ‘belle of
the ball,’ the most ‘beautiful bride in the kingdom,’ was not as innocent as
her looks would make people believe.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hidden
beneath the exterior skin was a heart made of stone.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One that wanted to be the wealthiest woman in
the realm.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Oh, she really must get back
to the real world and get some sense of normality back in her life. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Lucinda was sure, absolutely
sure, that the foetus she carried was female.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>She could feel her strength seeping through her womb.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She sang songs to her; she murmured
incantations from long ago but then –<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">There was a blockage, a
barrier, pushing against her mind, pushing against her thoughts, trying to stop
her love.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She would fight for this girl.
<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">As the weeks progressed the
stronger the feeling became of something trying to stop her, trying to vie for
her attention. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">At first, she thought her
spell was weakening and her lover’s wife was beginning to believe in her own
powers too much.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Humbug! She didn’t have
any powers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She just pretended to get
her own way, not just satisfied with her own paramours she attempted to keep
her legal spouse under her thumb with her seductive powers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Through the ‘power’ of
social media Lucinda learnt that Phoebe had secret assignations, more than one,
in the vain hope she would be carrying a child and therefore could tether Aaron
to her forever. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Lucinda sighed as she
checked her reflection in the mirror.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The beauty she beheld came from within as well as her outside demeanour.
<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She arrived at the hospital
ready for the scan, smiling benignly at the other mothers-to-be.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The technician began the ritual of passing
the wand over her stomach which showed the first swellings of new life – her
daughter – Lucinda was sure the female line was strong enough to continue the
special lineage of her maternal line.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Lucinda glanced at the
monitor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>No, no, no.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That wasn’t right.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It couldn’t be right.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There was no way.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The sonographer smiled, you
have twins, my dear. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Lucinda managed a forced
smile, thanked her politely as she left the table, seething inside.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This was not supposed to happen. Not to
her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There should only be one.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Her mind raced with
thoughts, discarding one plan after another.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>She drove home on automatic pilot.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Took her tea to her room, sat in the nook of the window and gazed out at
the courtyard.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Absent-minded she dunked
her digestive biscuit in to the hot beverage, her mind racing until the biscuit
crumbled in to the base of the teacup.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Just as she was about to
swipe the offending cup onto the floor in her rage she glimpsed Aaron’s sports
car pulling up to the door. She rushed to greet him, putting on a cheerful
face, pretending all was well. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">He was happy, so happy with
her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She couldn’t let him down.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The words would not come out of her
mouth.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She would pretend and then, well
she would read and read and find a solution in the books of old, the books her
mother, grandmother and those before them swore by that could cure all manner
of things. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The time came.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Lucinda howled, screamed, pushed hard and was
rewarded with the lusty cries of her first-born son.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She pushed him off the bed and concentrated
on her daughter, so much easier this time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The bright blue eyes, knowing, wise and so clear looked adoringly at her
mother. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Lucinda chanted the spell,
the incantation falling from her lips while the full moon rose and shared its
silver light in her bed chamber.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She swaddled the male dead
form, grabbed the ready-made box and called her loyal servant.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She watched him trudged up the mountain side
and return empty handed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She heard the
wolves baying, the silence as they gorged themselves on the unexpected
feast.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The leader of the pack stood on
the peak howling at the moon and she swore he could see in to her soul even
from that distance. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">As Lucinda aged, her
attraction waned, Aaron stayed loyal to Phoebe and surprisingly they also had a
son and a daughter.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Only time would tell
who would win this battle of inheritance, Aaron would acknowledge her
daughter.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If Lucinda had anything to do
with it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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coffee<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">I want tea, tea, tea<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">Can’t stand the
bitter taste<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">Of beans roasted<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">And the smell, just
awful<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">The noise of the
machines<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">Whining and groaning
like sirens<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">Screeching their
alarm with steam<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">Please go back to the
genteel art<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">Of drinking tea that
calms my heart<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">A pot or two a day<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">Keeps the doctor away<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">Or so I believe<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">I certainly feel
relief<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">Coffee addicts queue
down the streets<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">Before they meet and
greet<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">Friends or business
colleagues<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">To kick start their
day<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">While on their way<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">Commuting or studying<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal">Give your step a
spring<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div></div></div></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-10467055218886877172022-04-21T04:04:00.000-07:002022-04-21T04:04:57.093-07:00GLASTONBURY CND FESTIVAL - WEP<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">WRITE EDIT PUBLISH</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The music theme continues this month April 2022 giving us </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Bob Dylan </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh55BWGaBc7F6zj4IIGfEM7TvfeadVYDqe2V42-185CIx-bZV1g78m10ClW43nWaOM5JIAwmFOLq59alcMi5G2B1kg7u8v5IFDQDj7bDRtFoWRoHcNfR7tKcy7B0UiUYO9eKZ3a2SSWQSAWncIhWIrgC-xhgW4HMk0HRETJZMtdsU_jXYs2OtM0cJ3nSA/s1000/A%20Hard%20Rain's%20Gonna%20Fall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh55BWGaBc7F6zj4IIGfEM7TvfeadVYDqe2V42-185CIx-bZV1g78m10ClW43nWaOM5JIAwmFOLq59alcMi5G2B1kg7u8v5IFDQDj7bDRtFoWRoHcNfR7tKcy7B0UiUYO9eKZ3a2SSWQSAWncIhWIrgC-xhgW4HMk0HRETJZMtdsU_jXYs2OtM0cJ3nSA/s320/A%20Hard%20Rain's%20Gonna%20Fall.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 28.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Glastonbury CND Festival <o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p>It wasn’t the summer of love per
se. It was summer and I was in
love. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Glastonbury!<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">A music festival. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">A four-day weekend – travel on
Friday, return on Monday. Work on Tuesday.
<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Such a long journey straight
across England, it seemed to take all day although the men said it would be
four hours, they didn’t count on breaks, traffic jams and kids needing breaks. <o:p></o:p></p>
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR4otxBlV0Uk23pVNfds0QCqbXlbeq-K0kb4EeHxIPoXPzTxiQIchEfYhQSKyl-9SJegCPj5X3s4wtLJB15CQfMr6HT_mA--hbE6-_ugNa4dUhA4LEbzdOEtTxqc21IcKSMWR9XprTC2cMrHtCfUSu5OA4tUXc89VsWSxmqCeeHbemuX_hFbGeEGUhfw/s652/map%20ashford%20to%20glastonbury.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="652" height="134" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR4otxBlV0Uk23pVNfds0QCqbXlbeq-K0kb4EeHxIPoXPzTxiQIchEfYhQSKyl-9SJegCPj5X3s4wtLJB15CQfMr6HT_mA--hbE6-_ugNa4dUhA4LEbzdOEtTxqc21IcKSMWR9XprTC2cMrHtCfUSu5OA4tUXc89VsWSxmqCeeHbemuX_hFbGeEGUhfw/w439-h134/map%20ashford%20to%20glastonbury.png" width="439" /></a><br />
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"> <span> </span><span> </span> </span><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Image taken from Google images</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">I didn’t really follow protests,
demonstrations, politics etc but in my limited knowledge CND, Campaign for
Nuclear Disarmament, was a pretty frightening aspect of life in the early
1980’s. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">We didn’t have much money but
with another couple (and their two young kids, one a babe-in-arms) we hired a
camper van and drove to Glastonbury in Somerset. The two men took turns in driving and us
girls and the kids were in the back on hard bench seats, no seat belts, thrown
from side to side, especially when the friend took over the driving. I’d never realised before that some people
weren’t very good drivers – my chap was an excellent driver but Paul, well that
was another story. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">As we approached the farm,
stopped by police checks, my heart was in my throat as I knew there were
illegal substances aboard – not for me – honest, well maybe I would indulge
being away from home but I didn’t really like it. Luckily, I think having the kids with us
helped us get through that bit and we followed the directions. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">We parked on the slope of a hill. A good vantage point we thought, we could see
the stage with its CND banner and logo over it and congratulated ourselves we
had parked in a pretty good spot. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">So naïve. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">As the campground filled up,
colourful tents were pitched, painted vans of all sorts and sizes parked
haphazardly in front of us, to the side of us and behind us. It was just a sea of chaos and cacophony. Places were marked around your site with
flags and banners and anything else you didn’t mind if it was ‘borrowed’ while
you were out of the van/tent or just asleep.
<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE9ASAixYddmAu8f6LMcaqfRAXhjqPMfu9DpzEi76mByOW1_F4jZsQi46t5-PD_spq-Wpyo1kEw_jasMK7HqJ1cfSHUsdYltMppvi-mh_1_96iXQCXrejI2TX7osscV70wHqJAH0DVoVPRmVYZhhE7m8aYrOWOJouym_cz6CJ7u8Eq_SfYMUqKu2Grgw/s1000/glasto-81-cshanks-cpark-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="778" data-original-width="1000" height="311" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE9ASAixYddmAu8f6LMcaqfRAXhjqPMfu9DpzEi76mByOW1_F4jZsQi46t5-PD_spq-Wpyo1kEw_jasMK7HqJ1cfSHUsdYltMppvi-mh_1_96iXQCXrejI2TX7osscV70wHqJAH0DVoVPRmVYZhhE7m8aYrOWOJouym_cz6CJ7u8Eq_SfYMUqKu2Grgw/w400-h311/glasto-81-cshanks-cpark-1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span>Image taken from Google images<br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">It was certainly an experience
and quite eye-opening for an innocent 26-year-old, sheltered girl originally
from a small village who moved to a small town. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Facilities were basic (toilets –
we won’t go there and I only went when desperate, very desperate). Water was available from various standpipes;
you could buy firewood and make your camp fire.
Luckily the van had cooking facilities but we often found we ate at the
vendors selling all sorts of foods. You
could get burgers, hot dogs or more lifestyle foods, vegetarian foods, lentils,
vegetable curries etc. - vegans hadn’t quite found the market they have these
days. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">We were very lucky and the
weather was hot in the day, a tad chillier in the evening and night time. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">The music was LOUD. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">The bands were good and CND were
out in full force. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">It seemed to me that a lot of
people, although probably agreeing with the cause, were mainly there to enjoy
the music and to get drunk or stoned and have a thoroughly good time. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">The smells were different, ranging
from weed, hashish, alcohol and certainly some stuff I wasn’t sure about. Having a wander around, people were enjoying
bongs, hookahs and various other substances.
<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Wood smoke from people’s fires
wreathed through the still air, the stars were out and everybody was calm and
mellow. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Wandering down towards the
pyramid stage, the musky smell of incense and unwashed bodies, as you tried to
shoulder past to get nearer the music, luckily my chap was tall and grabbing my
hand powered through until we got prime position – well he did but little ol’
me, a foot shorter, struggled to see. He
offered to put me on his shoulders but I didn’t think that would be very
comfortable for either of us. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Returning to the van as the sun
began to set, seeing the Tor in the distance, wondering about days of yore,
watching my footsteps careful not to tread on prone bodies, flowing skirts or
various other items littering the ground, my inaudible sigh of relief as we
found our temporary home gave me some comfort. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">To be totally honest, I couldn’t
wait to be home again and in my own bed!
Such a lack of adventure, a creature who loved her home comforts and
although I enjoyed my time away there are certain basic amenities, I found I
really didn’t want to do without! <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Looking back on those days life
was free and easy even though there were protests and demonstrations and people
with the courage of their convictions trying to ban attacks.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Now I go to bed at night, sorry
for the plight of war-torn people, displaced people, brave people fighting back
against an oppressor. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">I wonder if my grandsons and
granddaughters actually think about it at all. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Several of them of are of an age
that - should the worst happen - they would be asked or forced to make sure we
keep our freedom by freeing others whose freedom is being taken away. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">It is frightening times we live
in. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Pandemic over – possibly…….<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">War – who knows ……….. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Nuclear attack – who knows ….<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Forty odd years later, people are
still protesting, people are still fighting for their lives, people are still
scared of the thought of war or even a nuclear attack. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b>Tag line:<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b>Throwback but nothing changes –
hard rain is still falling 40+ years later.<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Word count: 909<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-58768366607218275262022-04-14T03:50:00.000-07:002022-04-14T03:50:43.461-07:00THE CHAIR<p> FRIDAY FICTIONEERS</p><p>https://rochellewisoff.com/author/rochellewisoff/</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL6OCpG9X4okvQBhJb9sQwa6BVjBcDHlLyv57FqosHDdaDQ6owgKq278TgtTIhkthh2VihHF4alzEYeCS05DWE0weP85yQKzze5Ylf0caNYVxKa3Q3R34mYkx7y0cRoMSlY7JDoC9gjdiabte-CGQO3NvYX-rCpnu1O7fliOmufVa9gYt4ZZs_V9ahxw/s600/Make%20every%20word%20count.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="393" data-original-width="600" height="210" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL6OCpG9X4okvQBhJb9sQwa6BVjBcDHlLyv57FqosHDdaDQ6owgKq278TgtTIhkthh2VihHF4alzEYeCS05DWE0weP85yQKzze5Ylf0caNYVxKa3Q3R34mYkx7y0cRoMSlY7JDoC9gjdiabte-CGQO3NvYX-rCpnu1O7fliOmufVa9gYt4ZZs_V9ahxw/s320/Make%20every%20word%20count.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx0NA0DWE3BqbJukT0wZ198mCLoOjLMqofWO6a-mUKUh5JdV5tR1ofKi-1O3GihUdGzR_zT3OhIo-m2CiLEos_fqQKswewKSggbMYD7RUG7I9NdW8GpegzXdHaMwdmbXh7bV7UjNzBn_BpZqIrf6M4X6Z_8j1qkaP1quNmexXF0ozmAGcsXvThrF1Hpg/s600/It's%20not%20what%20you%20look%20at.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="600" height="131" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx0NA0DWE3BqbJukT0wZ198mCLoOjLMqofWO6a-mUKUh5JdV5tR1ofKi-1O3GihUdGzR_zT3OhIo-m2CiLEos_fqQKswewKSggbMYD7RUG7I9NdW8GpegzXdHaMwdmbXh7bV7UjNzBn_BpZqIrf6M4X6Z_8j1qkaP1quNmexXF0ozmAGcsXvThrF1Hpg/s320/It's%20not%20what%20you%20look%20at.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><strong style="background-color: #cf7da1; color: #503559; font-family: GillSans, Calibri, Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 16.8px; text-align: center;">The next photo is the PROMPT. Remember, all photos are property of the photographer, donated for use in Friday Fictioneers only. They shouldn’t be used for any other purpose without express permission. It is proper etiquette to give the contributor credit.</strong></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSHZpanzFaPaDLYT4dsk0pA2FqgJIP0M3ZqPaUEQPnDuU3_3WdgwPANRhzqbvIafFia7avVe6RNNm_QJpgg_NV23yxCjydhkbljkqNl50aXIb95bFLxE86PpZDvYHxkIRqRWbyycUUURfiaR82YEFHbo5554sxglpxmSFCaawvNBoaFwWJRET388uUig/s1737/chair%20credit%20Dale%20Rogerson%20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1296" data-original-width="1737" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSHZpanzFaPaDLYT4dsk0pA2FqgJIP0M3ZqPaUEQPnDuU3_3WdgwPANRhzqbvIafFia7avVe6RNNm_QJpgg_NV23yxCjydhkbljkqNl50aXIb95bFLxE86PpZDvYHxkIRqRWbyycUUURfiaR82YEFHbo5554sxglpxmSFCaawvNBoaFwWJRET388uUig/w400-h299/chair%20credit%20Dale%20Rogerson%20.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Photo credit - Dale Rogerson - thank you Dale<br /><p>Joining in with Friday Fictioneers - here is my 100 word contribution from the above photo prompt.</p><p><br /></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i><b>THE CHAIR</b><o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i>Grandad would sit in this old wooden chair come rain or
shine, snow or wind, his hands resting on his legs, his pipe in his mouth. <o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i>I can’t get rid of his chair.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I look out of my window and still see his essence;
I imagine him sitting there. I would bring him a cup of tea, ‘thank you, Duck,’
he would say. <o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i>He would come in to the warm kitchen on a winter’s day, blow
on his hands and stomp his feet. On a hot day summer’s day, he’d mop his brow
and say, ‘it’s grand out there, lass.’<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></i><o:p></o:p></p><br /><p></p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-9548889334804960192022-02-18T08:13:00.002-08:002022-02-18T08:13:48.959-08:00WEP FEB 2022 - ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg0DIea7_1YHqOvVCX6KDP75IswCEBDNWgPipAwh3vGJ-xU4aTvf3UDkIiDp7p9pfbC5haF4zefB1sHsCXxDlH48jEyrFXJfyZj_9JVbXHtWsUGigACvBSj1tuOfw3RdIAfvK235jCpoy95d4jbVYph_4nDs84YFEvWhFM9DGiebqVXKZbBAtmbHCd1qQ=s320" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg0DIea7_1YHqOvVCX6KDP75IswCEBDNWgPipAwh3vGJ-xU4aTvf3UDkIiDp7p9pfbC5haF4zefB1sHsCXxDlH48jEyrFXJfyZj_9JVbXHtWsUGigACvBSj1tuOfw3RdIAfvK235jCpoy95d4jbVYph_4nDs84YFEvWhFM9DGiebqVXKZbBAtmbHCd1qQ" width="320" /></a></div>This year's theme for Write Edit Publish is the Year of Music. To start us off in February - All You Need is Love<p></p><p><br /></p><p>Here is my contribution with apologies for being over the word count.</p><p><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">ALL YOU NEED
IS LOVE – WALTER AND SARAH<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCaption"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 11pt;">My darling Walter,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
dreamt of you last night. Your arms were
wrapped around me as we snuggled up in bed, I felt your whiskers gently scrap
against my cheek. I heard your snores as
you slept peacefully. My tears dried on my face as I fell asleep. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
reached out for you - but I was alone. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
reached out in my mind. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
reached out my love. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
felt my fingertips tingle. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
felt a whisper of breath<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">It
was the lightest of touches, a feather brushing against my lips<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
know you felt me. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
count the days until you are home, crossing off the dates on the calendar.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Your
loving wife,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Sarah.
xxx<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">My darling Sarah, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">My love, my heart.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">I only have a few moments.
I wish I had longer. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">I will not have you crying tears for me. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">I hold you tightly in my heart every moment of the day and
night. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">W. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">My
dearest Walter, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Every
night I hold back my tears. Every night
I open a tiny corner of the blackout curtains peek out, one tiny corner, for
one tiny, precious moment and send my love soaring across the sky to wherever
you are. Keep safe my darling. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Your
ever-loving wife,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Sarah
xxx<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">My Darling Sarah, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">This evening we had time for a hot cooked meal. I feel a bit
more human now. The rumour is we have tonight
to recuperate before we start marching again. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">Today was a tough day. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">My Lieutenant asked me to go through Charlie’s things ready for
him to send on. I steeled myself as I did
this last thing for him. We thought he
was going to make it but God obviously had other plans for this young boy. I remember he told me his dad was so proud
when he joined up but his mum was very cross.
Now she has to accept he is gone forever. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">Sarah, you must move to the country. The coast is not safe anymore. Stay safe so I can come home to you.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">Love you forever and ever.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">Walter.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">Xxx<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">My darling
husband,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">We are
to be evacuated to a farm at Wells in Somerset.
It seems even further away from you, although I know you are thousands
of miles away but if I think it is only a piece of sea separating us then I can
cope a bit more.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">We
are only allowed one suitcase. We don't know how long we will be gone for I
will work on the farm, probably in the fields.
I am not afraid of hard work. I
am only afraid of the evil in the world.
<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I am
so proud of you my darling husband and all the men who risk their lives so that
we can live freely but sometimes I do wonder if the price is too high. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Do
you think I could write to Charlie’s mum?
Are you allowed to give me her address?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Waiting
forever for you to return.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Love
you more and more each day.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Sarah
xxx<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Dear Mrs. Jones, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">My deepest sympathies go out to you and
your husband at this time. My husband,
Walter, served with your Charlie. I do
hope you don’t mind me writing to you. I
met your lovely lad last summer. He didn’t have enough time to get to Wales to
see you and his dad so he came home with Walter on a 24-hour leave.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">We chatted and drank some tea. He talked about you, he showed me a
photograph of you, his dad and his two little brothers. He kept the picture in a pocket next to his
heart. He gave me a lovely cuddle as he
left, in his farewell embrace I felt all the love he had for his family which I
now pass on to you.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">I am working on a farm in Somerset so I
think of you working on your farm, doing the same chores as I am, waking up
early and retiring early, physically worn out.
<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Let’s hope this horrible war is over
soon, they say it will be over by Christmas.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">My best wishes to you and your family.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Mrs. Sarah Kelly.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Elephant",serif; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Dear Sarah,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Elephant",serif; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Thank you for your kind words.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Elephant",serif; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">I cry every night for my boy.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Elephant",serif; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Best wishes<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Elephant",serif; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Mrs. Nora Jones.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Stencil;"><span style="color: #20124d;">We regret to inform you <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Stencil;"><span style="color: #20124d;">Sergeant Walter Kelly severely wounded.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Stencil;"><span style="color: #20124d;">Receiving treatment at the
Royal Free Hospital.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Dear
Walter,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
will catch the train tomorrow. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
will be at the hospital Wednesday. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
will look after you always. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Love
<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Sarah.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">Dear Sarah, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">Do not come. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">W.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Dear
Walter,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
came all this way to see you. Why won't
you see me? <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
love you with all my heart. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
have found some lodgings two streets away.
<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
will come to the hospital every day until you see me.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Always
yours, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Sarah.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">Oh, my darling Sarah, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">I am not the man I was when you saw me last. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">I can't be the man you married.
<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">I won't make you look after an invalid for the rest of our life.
<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">I do love you. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">With all my heart.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif;">Walter.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Darling,
darling Walter, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
leave this letter by your bedside. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
know you can't see it.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
know you can’t pick it up.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
leave it with all my love.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
leave it with you for all eternity.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">As a
soldier you did your duty.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">As a
man you honoured your country<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">As
my husband you had to go.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">As
your wife I understand.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">As
your wife I wanted you to stay.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">My
husband<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">My
lover <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">My
friend<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">My
heart breaks<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">My
soul weeps<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">My
mind shrieks<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I scream
in the night<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">I
scream in the daylight<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Why
do humans fight?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Who
was right?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";">Yours
for always and forever.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Engravers MT",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">A month later<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Sara sat at the kitchen
table drinking tea, the letter box clanged as an envelope dropped on to the
doormat. Wearily she rose and picked up
the missive. She didn’t recognise the
writing, reading her name on the folded piece of paper her emotions engulfed
her. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #00b0f0; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">My darling Sarah, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #00b0f0; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Nurse Jones has kindly offered to write
my words to you as the infection has taken hold of my whole body and my hands
do not obey my commands. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #00b0f0; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I have to say goodbye to you, my darling
girl, not that I want to but things have taken a turn for the worse. I am sorry for my harsh words. I still believe I was right. You are young and can continue your
life. I want you to be happy. I want you to find love again. I know you
will never forget me and I will always be there watching over you from
afar. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #00b0f0; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">You are the love of my life and now you
must find a way forward, give that big heart of yours a chance to love again. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #00b0f0; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Goodbye, my love. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #00b0f0; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Walter. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">P.S.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Dear Mrs. Kelly, this letter may take
some time to get to you but the last words Walter said were, ‘Tell Sarah – all
you need is love.’ <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Yours sincerely,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Nurse Jones<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Word count: 1186<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><b><i>Tag line: an
abiding love in times of trouble.</i></b></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p> </p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-81426565291578906972021-09-10T04:08:00.003-07:002021-09-10T04:08:54.862-07:00CBWC: Weather<p> </p><p><br /></p><h1 class="title" style="background-color: #dfd6cc; clear: both; color: #6a2ecb; font-family: Cabin, sans-serif; font-size: 61.7494px; font-weight: 400; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 2rem; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">CBWC: Weather</h1><p><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">This week our topic is </span><strong style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">Weather</strong><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFqc2pDXg6pmsRKVgucqXJziRne7vvJEjY-yVX080GIfTbmetAHfpA37WWDT_9K_p8rI8f_YKXdNwiHQjY8omNiJmhYwaGZBmsOrVJWjxQwIRSRQvu-HoJTSEk5rmSOqBEWhg2N-wPErfz/s1024/snow+morning+27+Feb+2018%2523black+and+whiteJPG.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFqc2pDXg6pmsRKVgucqXJziRne7vvJEjY-yVX080GIfTbmetAHfpA37WWDT_9K_p8rI8f_YKXdNwiHQjY8omNiJmhYwaGZBmsOrVJWjxQwIRSRQvu-HoJTSEk5rmSOqBEWhg2N-wPErfz/w400-h300/snow+morning+27+Feb+2018%2523black+and+whiteJPG.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The cat ventured out in the snow (not for long)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRrqifi3nBMSPdazedqatiKoarvdyjspHPd5LpX4hukxVAXmpRWQYWLbUjk4Qnt8PuMHtAlOk9io88xrYl0L4CcInZlkUIur63V6tW7iyrnn5en89xdfUDNX4xcFuuSn9LTvcfw4_Sbrdx/s1019/Mist+Flakley+Ash+December+2010%2523black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1019" data-original-width="882" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRrqifi3nBMSPdazedqatiKoarvdyjspHPd5LpX4hukxVAXmpRWQYWLbUjk4Qnt8PuMHtAlOk9io88xrYl0L4CcInZlkUIur63V6tW7iyrnn5en89xdfUDNX4xcFuuSn9LTvcfw4_Sbrdx/w346-h400/Mist+Flakley+Ash+December+2010%2523black+and+white.jpg" width="346" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">December mist</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmKjbUAEEZvrfml6NBg_e99x3B6NRjZOaOot-RExBcDORx2Wdn-AanbNygbif84eUdyKrvFh-tTNf1kdCBljweQF5XebWgh8Ss48IFB8YiwHkSvtQ7fi3ZB9jtFflL5e3HvNhl3rDEfrkk/s1024/Cobham+Services+first+break+dark+clouds%2523black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmKjbUAEEZvrfml6NBg_e99x3B6NRjZOaOot-RExBcDORx2Wdn-AanbNygbif84eUdyKrvFh-tTNf1kdCBljweQF5XebWgh8Ss48IFB8YiwHkSvtQ7fi3ZB9jtFflL5e3HvNhl3rDEfrkk/w400-h300/Cobham+Services+first+break+dark+clouds%2523black+and+white.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Storm clouds brewing</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBML0o_p715H_YNC4lI6QebHjhdElQLN5ANqp4wJxyfNBYDvB8sAOcOB0s5sqDXFxCCAN5PvvVUXcxtuve9gPd8MQhzCy47nzCkZQlE5c156zug0r084tReZsb2B_xzHVJ3ryaNbMQc5AO/s1024/Trip+to+London+15+Jan+2018+St.+Pancras+International+rainy+day.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBML0o_p715H_YNC4lI6QebHjhdElQLN5ANqp4wJxyfNBYDvB8sAOcOB0s5sqDXFxCCAN5PvvVUXcxtuve9gPd8MQhzCy47nzCkZQlE5c156zug0r084tReZsb2B_xzHVJ3ryaNbMQc5AO/w300-h400/Trip+to+London+15+Jan+2018+St.+Pancras+International+rainy+day.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Rain - but of course it's England. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-53003366863375696472021-09-10T04:03:00.003-07:002021-09-10T04:03:45.949-07:00CFFC: Coat of Many Colors<p> </p><h1 class="title" style="background-color: #dfd6cc; clear: both; color: #6a2ecb; font-family: Cabin, sans-serif; font-size: 61.7494px; font-weight: 400; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 2rem; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">CFFC: Coat of Many Colors</h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhezhZBqXKQllhP_x9YPKRjBjrqXumyzob2fPU35tIFE6pPu0MwP63xyXaulOEgom5EqVpx9ITKBvnl63hBTAnMVAvRiDQCP8pfG-uYPbOtpVmsjf2V3u3gsCjpkHAAZ5ypew6V7tMkf4NJ/s485/cffc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="299" data-original-width="485" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhezhZBqXKQllhP_x9YPKRjBjrqXumyzob2fPU35tIFE6pPu0MwP63xyXaulOEgom5EqVpx9ITKBvnl63hBTAnMVAvRiDQCP8pfG-uYPbOtpVmsjf2V3u3gsCjpkHAAZ5ypew6V7tMkf4NJ/w400-h246/cffc.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">This week’s CFFC topic is </span><strong style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">Coat of Many Colors,</strong><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;"> by singer and songwriters Dolly Parton You will find the lyrics at </span><a href="https://www.google.com/search?q=we+are+the+world+lyrics&rlz=1C5CHFA_enUS688US688&oq=we+are+the+world+lyrics&aqs=chrome..69i57j0i512l9.11483j0j7&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8" rel="noreferrer noopener" style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #003f4c; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.3s ease-in-out 0s;" target="_blank">t</a><a href="https://www.google.com/search?q=lyrics+coat+of+many+colors+by+dolly+parton&rlz=1C5CHFA_enUS688US688&oq=lyric+coast+of+many+colors&aqs=chrome.2.69i57j0i13l2j0i13i30l2j0i22i30l3j0i8i13i30l2.15386j0j7&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8" rel="noreferrer noopener" style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #003f4c; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.3s ease-in-out 0s;" target="_blank">his link.</a><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioZCtH33WiWHTQY41AMYcehpNbma3C1aqdrVetpJ-ir-yrEAJojh0FYQ1qQBME8mwip1Pq_8bvRdjMmnNajGQdjC_hhNnrUdELI47IZOxKOoLPKvD2iHJYvL1FZM9_uRVk7iycloMLWpf3/s1984/Mum%2527s+tablecloth+for+our+11th+Wedding+Anni+19+April+2014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1488" data-original-width="1984" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioZCtH33WiWHTQY41AMYcehpNbma3C1aqdrVetpJ-ir-yrEAJojh0FYQ1qQBME8mwip1Pq_8bvRdjMmnNajGQdjC_hhNnrUdELI47IZOxKOoLPKvD2iHJYvL1FZM9_uRVk7iycloMLWpf3/w400-h300/Mum%2527s+tablecloth+for+our+11th+Wedding+Anni+19+April+2014.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Beautiful embroidered table cloth my mother made for me</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpuxX8lNxVlPK5aMbIdxrXXDyCQfKsFvaP6-_wgmL3nNQnnYxljKyAzrNQHY02qHvEBog6N2RHeZ46_nhz7IFBMzopa27CcQunFlpJmNfnFJwOB275s8TqbczMZYvTnE5g7VPdogb9Hmne/s2048/Sally+Mother%2527s+Day+present+from+granddaughters+14+March+2021%25231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpuxX8lNxVlPK5aMbIdxrXXDyCQfKsFvaP6-_wgmL3nNQnnYxljKyAzrNQHY02qHvEBog6N2RHeZ46_nhz7IFBMzopa27CcQunFlpJmNfnFJwOB275s8TqbczMZYvTnE5g7VPdogb9Hmne/w300-h400/Sally+Mother%2527s+Day+present+from+granddaughters+14+March+2021%25231.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Rainbow wig from my granddaughters after chemo</div><div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-59350080548889834502021-09-04T23:16:00.002-07:002021-09-04T23:16:47.667-07:00<p> </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><h1 class="title" style="background-color: #dfd6cc; clear: both; color: #6a2ecb; font-family: Cabin, sans-serif; font-size: 61.7494px; font-weight: 400; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 2rem; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">CBWC: Steps – Indoors or Outdoors</h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKC8zbaQQqh66C1XIg_8lLI6bxohxEq9Hxr3KRgOekCXs4JacCAt7zi5Zh0GBcGgLDSsId8v2pe3B68xqyZuS_e4t8toKMpQmp4xgp1W7IYDVdPTEg5jB-BsnxODVLBJMuk1FVfmr8dIxx/s475/black-white-banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="297" data-original-width="475" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKC8zbaQQqh66C1XIg_8lLI6bxohxEq9Hxr3KRgOekCXs4JacCAt7zi5Zh0GBcGgLDSsId8v2pe3B68xqyZuS_e4t8toKMpQmp4xgp1W7IYDVdPTEg5jB-BsnxODVLBJMuk1FVfmr8dIxx/w400-h250/black-white-banner.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">This week our topic is </span><strong style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">Steps – Indoors or Outdoors</strong><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">..</span><br /><p><br /></p><p>Here are mine:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGAmB5Ie3SADJeEYEtfzUjVkbngS5_s4oHu9ZfIVZFgD4gffGOOHqqFxRDaEXr_NraZO8IZ9sAJkGZFoA2s1xjF6wp9JSd5wdAccVDs03AKOlFNxWE27lnDG7MEsorSOzFSIy-XthX9_2e/s2048/Stairs+leading+to+apartment%2523black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGAmB5Ie3SADJeEYEtfzUjVkbngS5_s4oHu9ZfIVZFgD4gffGOOHqqFxRDaEXr_NraZO8IZ9sAJkGZFoA2s1xjF6wp9JSd5wdAccVDs03AKOlFNxWE27lnDG7MEsorSOzFSIy-XthX9_2e/w400-h225/Stairs+leading+to+apartment%2523black+and+white.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">This week’s CFFC topic is </span><strong style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">We Are The World,</strong><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;"> by songwriters Michael Jackson and Lionel RIchie. You will find the lyrics at </span><a href="https://www.google.com/search?q=we+are+the+world+lyrics&rlz=1C5CHFA_enUS688US688&oq=we+are+the+world+lyrics&aqs=chrome..69i57j0i512l9.11483j0j7&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8" rel="noreferrer noopener" style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #003f4c; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px; text-decoration-line: none; transition: all 0.3s ease-in-out 0s;" target="_blank">this link</a><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">.</span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHh-9HIRLDceK_aZgjHyK529ls_xF4nGKgaF1qxdL-hm_CY20WVc67tY3N8cHqOQsLKQ8kQDj_S8Pe6YM_X1QjCeJtd5uAeg9kQFoVU0VwJAK7YQww-2qAM6rLIZXxix_iD_x4k9EXqdTj/s485/cffc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="299" data-original-width="485" height="197" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHh-9HIRLDceK_aZgjHyK529ls_xF4nGKgaF1qxdL-hm_CY20WVc67tY3N8cHqOQsLKQ8kQDj_S8Pe6YM_X1QjCeJtd5uAeg9kQFoVU0VwJAK7YQww-2qAM6rLIZXxix_iD_x4k9EXqdTj/s320/cffc.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><i>There comes a time</i></span></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">When we heed a certain call</span></i></div><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><i><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">When the world must come together as one</span></i></div><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="background-color: transparent;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">There are people dying</span></i></div></span><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="background-color: transparent;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Oh, and it's time to lend a hand to life</span></i></div></span><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><i style="background-color: transparent;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">The greatest gift of all</span></i></div><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><i style="background-color: transparent;"><span jsname="YS01Ge"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: transparent;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJfQ8NlQrDi81G2dVOsEZwEy58ACA4fTxJvAYpGQRRVamO-04rH3ivYN0pccanvE9uPVXke3lRi2JLDAjhBKv_UOGozcdNiVkPPbPfgYgbPM05NWZXy0bMDawWUG6alEIaNXJOv0IPIWjc/s1024/picture+in+toilet+restaurant+ramsgate+19+april+2018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJfQ8NlQrDi81G2dVOsEZwEy58ACA4fTxJvAYpGQRRVamO-04rH3ivYN0pccanvE9uPVXke3lRi2JLDAjhBKv_UOGozcdNiVkPPbPfgYgbPM05NWZXy0bMDawWUG6alEIaNXJOv0IPIWjc/w300-h400/picture+in+toilet+restaurant+ramsgate+19+april+2018.JPG" width="300" /></a></div>I found this picture in a restaurant<br /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: transparent;"><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: transparent;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></div></span><p></p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-57669187469884635632021-08-29T06:44:00.000-07:002021-08-29T06:44:23.721-07:00ANNIVERSARY<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB3Bv_O-o_WQuRpvfzUpA4kqAm9x6S6KRqa7Ww9V0VgMRum9c9AGHJ3AD4EdcWlGml3pjR8fEeScRCSdm4L5zf4cNb5aaTnYiIC29lTh2Qvid1PB33FGAQKdIDadK6M1lEo9s8yQiYSPil/s560/Story+prompt+29+August+2021.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="315" data-original-width="560" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB3Bv_O-o_WQuRpvfzUpA4kqAm9x6S6KRqa7Ww9V0VgMRum9c9AGHJ3AD4EdcWlGml3pjR8fEeScRCSdm4L5zf4cNb5aaTnYiIC29lTh2Qvid1PB33FGAQKdIDadK6M1lEo9s8yQiYSPil/w640-h360/Story+prompt+29+August+2021.png" width="640" /></a></div>this week the lovely Debb Stanton has given us a prompt using these five random words<p></p><p></p><p style="background: white; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #262626; font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"><b>Compound
– plaster – ban – decade - disorder<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>Here is my story:<p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background: white; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #262626; font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">THE
ANNIVERSARY<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="background: white; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #262626; font-size: 13.5pt;">On their tenth anniversary, Sue and
Richard decided to celebrate a <b>decade</b> of wedded bliss by splashing out
on a fancy restaurant. Then, Sue noticed
something that piqued her interest. A
mystery murder on a steam train! She
talked to Richard about it, he was a bit dubious at first but then agreed. Anything to keep his lovely wife happy, you
never know he might even enjoy it. How
they were going to serve a five-course meal on a steam train was beyond his
comprehension. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p>
</p><p style="background: white; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #262626; font-size: 13.5pt;">The day dawned. Sue made him laugh as he unwrapped her
present to him. The tenth anniversary
was ‘tin’ and this is what she gave him. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="background: white; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsVqLF5LrEgqj8uhTE-aSPOJxxTg1V3RNYmKVE2yL1RpTP8UH3ySqzfml8ypm85PjDdkXJgU1n56oEWYJv1PiEt5NXayC2uHdF7HUic77hjgWmr0nLXEe0RI-IaZTaBf1A9G09wUdXJRT-/s2048/Dave%2527s+present+-+10th+is+tin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1446" data-original-width="2048" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsVqLF5LrEgqj8uhTE-aSPOJxxTg1V3RNYmKVE2yL1RpTP8UH3ySqzfml8ypm85PjDdkXJgU1n56oEWYJv1PiEt5NXayC2uHdF7HUic77hjgWmr0nLXEe0RI-IaZTaBf1A9G09wUdXJRT-/s320/Dave%2527s+present+-+10th+is+tin.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="background: white; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #262626; font-size: 13.5pt;">A Man Tin. He laughed at the ‘pointless stuff I must
keep’ in his opinion that was more Sue’s department than his. He prided himself on being rather good at
only keeping what was useful and discarding old, worn out, blunt or otherwise
useless ‘stuff.’ Sue on the other hand had
drawers full of <b>disorder</b> and chaos, a <b>compound</b> jumble of stuff
that she thought might come in useful one day.
<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="background: white; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #262626; font-size: 13.5pt;">Of course, he had spoilt Sue as he
usually did with a beautiful gold locket that she swore she would wear
constantly around her neck. She loved
beautiful jewellery and trinkets and ornaments; in fact, he was at his wit’s
end as to where he could build another shelf for all her ornaments. There wasn’t a spare piece of wall
anywhere. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="background: white; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #262626; font-size: 13.5pt;">Then he had a brainwave. He could strip the old wallpaper off the
spare room walls, repair any <b>plaster</b> that was chipped away, fill and
re-paper the walls. He bounded
downstairs after his shower and presented the idea to his loving wife. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="background: white; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #262626; font-size: 13.5pt;">‘Richard, I am putting a <b>ban</b> on
you starting anything today!’ She gave
him ‘that look’. She knew him too
well. He was just itching to get started
but they had to get ready for their murder mystery event on the steam train.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="background: white; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #262626; font-size: 13.5pt;">Much to Richard's surprise he thoroughly
enjoyed the evening, especially the food which was cooked to perfection and
served on the swaying steam train without the servers spilling anything. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="background: white; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;">
</p><p style="background: white; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #262626; font-size: 13.5pt;">To cap it all it was a themed Sherlock
Holmes evening. Such great actors and
interaction from the passengers, clues to find and the murder to solve. They went home very pleased with the
evening’s entertainment. </span></p><p style="background: white; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #262626; font-size: 13.5pt;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNC56Oog6UBdjGxzy0MjSootTxBdLwOZ117e65118CgOQLYxpUMjfnpBA8gfzBfepLsUHYipbi_v_Z7ITaBUn5YsBC7Jx-lGpumNkZaFgYvw8KZ7McLx5R3oDSJ-wXQ453znnggJPOUf62/s2048/Theodora+carriage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNC56Oog6UBdjGxzy0MjSootTxBdLwOZ117e65118CgOQLYxpUMjfnpBA8gfzBfepLsUHYipbi_v_Z7ITaBUn5YsBC7Jx-lGpumNkZaFgYvw8KZ7McLx5R3oDSJ-wXQ453znnggJPOUf62/w400-h225/Theodora+carriage.jpg" width="400" /></a> <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUHy1DC8Oi9-NEtlr3cAd3kzZyRbC4MX0F6RWm-ioWXSZMs-jr7iUEazE6oxh-9IvpMvNKgMfQADFVabnWF84KxzOZsbmyyRBgoG3eltc8xcfS6f5SxutD3K9kgmw4IPSeh7EeAFFWpsfs/s2048/Sherlock+Holmes+and+Dr.+Watson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUHy1DC8Oi9-NEtlr3cAd3kzZyRbC4MX0F6RWm-ioWXSZMs-jr7iUEazE6oxh-9IvpMvNKgMfQADFVabnWF84KxzOZsbmyyRBgoG3eltc8xcfS6f5SxutD3K9kgmw4IPSeh7EeAFFWpsfs/w400-h226/Sherlock+Holmes+and+Dr.+Watson.jpg" width="400" /></a></div></div><br /> <o:p></o:p><span style="color: #262626; font-size: 13.5pt;">Word count: 393</span><p></p><p style="background: white; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #262626; font-size: 13.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><p></p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-8493324200847147772021-08-26T04:54:00.000-07:002021-08-26T04:54:44.923-07:00CFFC: Tomorrow<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzfFn5O9D_cT4BoppRJuEVW-uy4RilldporTwIREPXsysBrjVsNBRVC3JKex8Ods9OI_bPw9LnOB8fZPXSNeacv-vR3Glm6mBn1btUTfxTdtz9zx4IugNMG9VbGsTYQEo_bpEoHQ96I_YS/s485/cffc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="299" data-original-width="485" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzfFn5O9D_cT4BoppRJuEVW-uy4RilldporTwIREPXsysBrjVsNBRVC3JKex8Ods9OI_bPw9LnOB8fZPXSNeacv-vR3Glm6mBn1btUTfxTdtz9zx4IugNMG9VbGsTYQEo_bpEoHQ96I_YS/w400-h246/cffc.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px; margin: 0px 0px 30px;">This week’s CFFC topic is <strong>Tomorrow,</strong> by from Annie, lyrics by Alicia Morton.</p><p style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px; margin: 0px 0px 30px;">.. Have fun finding photo to fit all or some of the lyrics.</p><div class="ujudUb u7wWjf" data-mh="-1" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.58; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">The sun'll come out tomorrow</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">There'll be sun</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Just thinkin' about tomorrow</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">'Til there's none</span></div><div class="ujudUb xpdxpnd" data-mh="-1" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.58; margin-bottom: 12px; max-height: none; overflow: hidden; transition: max-height 0.3s ease 0s;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">When I'm stuck a with day that's gray and lonely</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I just stick out my chin and grin, and say, oh</span></div><div class="ujudUb xpdxpnd" data-mh="-1" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.58; margin-bottom: 12px; max-height: none; overflow: hidden; transition: max-height 0.3s ease 0s;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">The sun'll come out tomorrow</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">So you gotta hang on 'til tomorrow</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Come what may</span></div><div class="ujudUb xpdxpnd" data-mh="-1" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.58; margin-bottom: 12px; max-height: none; overflow: hidden; transition: max-height 0.3s ease 0s;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Tomorrow, tomorrow</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I love ya tomorrow</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">You're always a day away</span></div><div class="ujudUb xpdxpnd" data-mh="-1" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.58; margin-bottom: 12px; max-height: none; overflow: hidden; transition: max-height 0.3s ease 0s;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">When I'm stuck a with day that's gray and lonely</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I just stick out my chin and grin, and say, oh</span></div><div class="ujudUb xpdxpnd" data-mh="-1" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.58; margin-bottom: 12px; max-height: none; overflow: hidden; transition: max-height 0.3s ease 0s;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">The sun'll come out tomorrow</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">So you gotta hang on 'til tomorrow</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Come what may</span></div><div class="ujudUb WRZytc xpdxpnd" data-mh="-1" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.58; margin-bottom: 0px; max-height: none; overflow: hidden; transition: max-height 0.3s ease 0s;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Tomorrow, tomorrow</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I love ya tomorrow</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">You're always a day away</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Tomorrow, tomorrow</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I love ya tomorrow</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">You're always a day away</span></div><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><br /></div><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-91957702132479754872021-08-20T04:46:00.002-07:002021-08-20T04:46:23.430-07:00CBWC: Bridges<p> </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><h1 class="title" style="clear: both; color: #6a2ecb; font-family: Cabin, sans-serif; font-size: 61.7494px; font-weight: 400; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 2rem; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">CBWC: Bridges</h1><section class="entry" style="margin-bottom: 30px;"><p style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px; margin: 0px 0px 30px;">This week our topic is <strong>Bridges</strong>.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiQYL5vhhVwq3a1a2LvKVPZlUw_HX95w3azmm3_NaH0zMGNwurAI-iCyk_cfcrTYPqW6h_0xEox48O4JRY7K1gDhlepBIeKNew0PAIHY1ujLeFvrTS1Sa6dmC8vZ-REoFk8ztDUAYkeL0Poc2Bi3JhgGZJNSTnRgQWNJLdnl5eH5xBsFh-190X2AkreyA=s475" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="297" data-original-width="475" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiQYL5vhhVwq3a1a2LvKVPZlUw_HX95w3azmm3_NaH0zMGNwurAI-iCyk_cfcrTYPqW6h_0xEox48O4JRY7K1gDhlepBIeKNew0PAIHY1ujLeFvrTS1Sa6dmC8vZ-REoFk8ztDUAYkeL0Poc2Bi3JhgGZJNSTnRgQWNJLdnl5eH5xBsFh-190X2AkreyA=w400-h250" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>Here is my selection:</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhBBbMyUw19MbR2pW4VnBEENZYZfPee2456p3Vj0hIUDuRO80bgqV0jffyjhw5LVIh1ZHAsr9tFFLHkIRDdtvGztHWFvRrELACuXgZFP4i7U2evCOD6A_THtY_2MOopyTijigqTWh5aBw_6EC824TyYuYjJRhf7eRQX8woOYJwoFT0yn-LtTPdj3_HEAA=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhBBbMyUw19MbR2pW4VnBEENZYZfPee2456p3Vj0hIUDuRO80bgqV0jffyjhw5LVIh1ZHAsr9tFFLHkIRDdtvGztHWFvRrELACuXgZFP4i7U2evCOD6A_THtY_2MOopyTijigqTWh5aBw_6EC824TyYuYjJRhf7eRQX8woOYJwoFT0yn-LtTPdj3_HEAA=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Pedestrian bridge structure</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgSgciVunhcB-_agCag5C-MjKHE5ONqk5clOKDVDRnWuUu-Xem1F9w4KTKTRqOqKz7gR9J1eTVStm9JgCsjnQofAOjlQQX_BCLYymd4P4YN9TPMR0ViGekjXrO8GqDoeNtWwdZ7x3D2mVRMq75mJtWfuWY6WOjpVw74xz7Tz8l9mGW9KqXPVrT-qxC6Lw=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgSgciVunhcB-_agCag5C-MjKHE5ONqk5clOKDVDRnWuUu-Xem1F9w4KTKTRqOqKz7gR9J1eTVStm9JgCsjnQofAOjlQQX_BCLYymd4P4YN9TPMR0ViGekjXrO8GqDoeNtWwdZ7x3D2mVRMq75mJtWfuWY6WOjpVw74xz7Tz8l9mGW9KqXPVrT-qxC6Lw=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Bridge over the River Alde, Suffolk</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhTC3yrTxGD7IS2G7YgedwfNEYMm75lqqxDXErmqNsjMN1I6irnuWFOYm04LiUaiynVdlvFxZKJVCGoaOf9aj_jmU0wN3ZYAYQKIAgzX1RMORcw9-lmqE-RbL_cq64g4rnK3T2reVaPmpEtH-YhBpCODcc6ETavM2G179P1JLJCoUjgM5nbHiPCrAxrQw=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhTC3yrTxGD7IS2G7YgedwfNEYMm75lqqxDXErmqNsjMN1I6irnuWFOYm04LiUaiynVdlvFxZKJVCGoaOf9aj_jmU0wN3ZYAYQKIAgzX1RMORcw9-lmqE-RbL_cq64g4rnK3T2reVaPmpEtH-YhBpCODcc6ETavM2G179P1JLJCoUjgM5nbHiPCrAxrQw=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Leeds Castle, bridge over the moat</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgam6e47d_bmAXAiyv4n66rKDoYiHpoMAtPrvD5r4sDYcTZ1Wlm5yWgtaMvXWvc86kY10jdOsC1smv6S-u_fLLENtFKx1_q05CUqXs7O58xNKgzAtWSKFscusmzgruxZPYFUN7FjWI5Sph9gebKcuA6vLmq9lUH27Jxd6s-7bOxhi2y8Cz0XlQAg-Z0MA=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgam6e47d_bmAXAiyv4n66rKDoYiHpoMAtPrvD5r4sDYcTZ1Wlm5yWgtaMvXWvc86kY10jdOsC1smv6S-u_fLLENtFKx1_q05CUqXs7O58xNKgzAtWSKFscusmzgruxZPYFUN7FjWI5Sph9gebKcuA6vLmq9lUH27Jxd6s-7bOxhi2y8Cz0XlQAg-Z0MA=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Medieval bridge at Teston </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhD0qTv5V6LLUcyBO489-_yfIXc4-6qvnzyeyzHCT3TEi8-Yd-bH_xxaIW9cTVNFEgaTAGIIDtvBKGIWMsemnnUcilrMwM320F7A4hiR9Gz1fkn9ON_382eciKK4Deenzb9HxdqzXvrCR6oWAf36_X4nLn2xL81xzbrByiT4KK5CXKBhzU7ghI39v2OWw=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhD0qTv5V6LLUcyBO489-_yfIXc4-6qvnzyeyzHCT3TEi8-Yd-bH_xxaIW9cTVNFEgaTAGIIDtvBKGIWMsemnnUcilrMwM320F7A4hiR9Gz1fkn9ON_382eciKK4Deenzb9HxdqzXvrCR6oWAf36_X4nLn2xL81xzbrByiT4KK5CXKBhzU7ghI39v2OWw=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Approaching the medieval bridge at Teston </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div></section><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-303314639304994362021-08-19T04:56:00.000-07:002021-08-19T04:56:28.345-07:00FRIDAY FICTIONEERS - 19 AUGUST 2021<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjig1LYy552zJLZB-YDJRXuU41VOpzPrmH6H-lp1GC9qvhZSytwYAXhT-zAq7M2IZENigtGo-qGPNd2KiaBQ1fmelbhykhNfl3DRIssbGheFnpTW2Wmpjcbx--3o620nYv0Bnl5HuylXglKtPIYfgxyVqepG5v4JC5H0RFXXHdBs0qx9FvcykrR3PR7PQ=s966" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="891" data-original-width="966" height="369" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjig1LYy552zJLZB-YDJRXuU41VOpzPrmH6H-lp1GC9qvhZSytwYAXhT-zAq7M2IZENigtGo-qGPNd2KiaBQ1fmelbhykhNfl3DRIssbGheFnpTW2Wmpjcbx--3o620nYv0Bnl5HuylXglKtPIYfgxyVqepG5v4JC5H0RFXXHdBs0qx9FvcykrR3PR7PQ=w400-h369" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span style="background: #CF7DA1; color: #503559; font-family: "Calibri",sans-serif; font-size: 12.5pt; line-height: 107%;">The next
photo is the PROMPT. Remember, all photos are property of the photographer,
donated for use in Friday Fictioneers only. They shouldn’t be used for any
other purpose without express permission. It is proper etiquette to give the contributor
credit. </span></strong><o:p></o:p></p></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgWYK9vfKCvnrB99kj8Nou_BbWEhUVyCB1oFJufbeUvFqHiQAIkBJCHBg5-PI4x0ibn5lXvCE0XKydqPPhH2DEmci7xUZXj5yuDSjZ38P3Tuj0g6qnSVJHcgKRs0WP19XtIMk1pFIEPoenmyMgIyJu_TbXkGHabF1FArBK8EwEJ9vHwO3Use1keMPniaw=s1100" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="825" data-original-width="1100" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgWYK9vfKCvnrB99kj8Nou_BbWEhUVyCB1oFJufbeUvFqHiQAIkBJCHBg5-PI4x0ibn5lXvCE0XKydqPPhH2DEmci7xUZXj5yuDSjZ38P3Tuj0g6qnSVJHcgKRs0WP19XtIMk1pFIEPoenmyMgIyJu_TbXkGHabF1FArBK8EwEJ9vHwO3Use1keMPniaw=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><b>Photo credit: Lisa
Fox<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b> </b></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Not another boring
museum<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">It really was so dumb<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">At eight years old he
really wasn’t interested<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">In old stuff, he’d
rather have gore and blood<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">His mum promised him
a milkshake for good behaviour<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">He started to wheeze
with the dust and took out his inhaler<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Trudging behind his
parents he stopped in his tracks<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">His sister bumped in
to his backpack<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Watch out!<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">He was fascinated by
the bike in front of him<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">He couldn’t read all
the words, his mum<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Explained what they
meant<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">He came away having
learnt<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">A lot about Harley
Davidson and the past.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">100 words<o:p></o:p></p><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-28742451389768604282021-08-19T04:43:00.001-07:002021-08-19T04:45:21.795-07:00WEP - FREEDOM OF SPEECH<p><br /></p><h3 class="post-title entry-title" itemprop="name" style="background-color: #fff2ce; color: #5d4828; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 22px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0.75em 0px 0px; position: relative;"><a href="https://writeeditpublishnow.blogspot.com/2021/08/wep-2021-continues-artistic-inspiration.html" style="color: #2a2aff; text-decoration-line: none;">WEP 2021 Continues the Artistic Inspiration- FREEDOM OF SPEECH! Sign up here</a> </h3><h3 class="post-title entry-title" itemprop="name" style="background-color: #fff2ce; color: #5d4828; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 22px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0.75em 0px 0px; position: relative;">https://writeeditpublishnow.blogspot.com/2021/08/wep-2021-continues-artistic-inspiration.html</h3><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgD9OHrktZPen7HvFtZ3CWyAeop5_OFncSlqBucEIje45imUY04Uny2jlEbUNZ8w-Ck35R-w-g-ZKjlwXX8O_aRsj99pN6Smor0pie8vWG2UOIKBP551vqL9hMyfZWQqRDzcCV8dJiuz59tPermF8XjI2X9vK-_xaUYEraNkr5CLi9glkDe5SJwn9MdcQ=s320" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="320" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgD9OHrktZPen7HvFtZ3CWyAeop5_OFncSlqBucEIje45imUY04Uny2jlEbUNZ8w-Ck35R-w-g-ZKjlwXX8O_aRsj99pN6Smor0pie8vWG2UOIKBP551vqL9hMyfZWQqRDzcCV8dJiuz59tPermF8XjI2X9vK-_xaUYEraNkr5CLi9glkDe5SJwn9MdcQ=w400-h400" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><u><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">In the beginning <o:p></o:p></span></u></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Her
eyes shot open</span><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> and slowly things began to come in to focus. She was aware of moving shapes above her head
slowly twirling and glinting as sunlight started to stream in through a net
curtained window.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">She moved her arms and flexed her fingers in front
of her face and gave a little murmur as she tried kicking her legs out from
underneath covers that wrapped around her. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Her head turned and she glimpsed the cream-coloured
bars. She reached out her hand to grab
on to the wooden pole, grunting and groaning, she pulled her weight across the
softness she was lying on, using her left hand to steady herself. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Gradually she managed to move in to a crouching
position. As her strength grew, her muscles responding, she stretched further
forwards - up into a standing position. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">She began to pull against the bars that had kept
her enclosed all night. she opened her mouth and started calling out.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">‘Mmmm, mmmm.’<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The door swung open, standing in the threshold she
saw a huge, shadowy figure advancing quickly towards her. She stretched out her
arms, jumping up and down in eager anticipation. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">‘Mum, mum, mum!’<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">‘It’s about time you learnt to say Daddy,’ the
loving voice said picking her up enveloping her against his strong body. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">She smiled sweetly.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">‘Da, da, dad, dad!’<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Footlight MT Light",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span><b style="text-align: center;"><i><u><span style="font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Years
later:</span></u></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">SHE SAID, NO<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">I love you, he said<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">I love you too, she
replied<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">So, let’s do it, he
said<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">But why? she said<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Because I want to, he
said<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">I want to wait, she
said<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Then you don't love me,
he said<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">I do love you, she
said<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Then you’d let me, he
huffed<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">But I’m only 15, she
said<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">But you’re old enough,
he said<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">No, she said.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Yes, he said.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">No, she said.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Come on, he said.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">You know you want to.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">No, I don't.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Then you don't love
me, he said.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Yes, I do, she said.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Then come on, let me,
let me, let me.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">No.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Yes, yes, yes.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">No, no, no, please no.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Yessssss.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Nooooo.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">You must - you can't
lead me on like this.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">I didn’t.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">You did. I can't stop.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Please stop.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">I love you.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Please, please stop.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Oh dear God, please
stop.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 107%;">PLEASE
STOP.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Stop,
stop, stop.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Why are you crying?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">Please stop crying.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">What did I do that was
so wrong?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">OK I’ll take you home
now.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Copperplate Gothic Bold",sans-serif;">See you.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p>
</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Word count: 406<o:p></o:p></span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p> </p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-78338017762414031962021-08-19T03:42:00.000-07:002021-08-19T03:42:51.518-07:00CFFC: Here Comes the Sun<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEipf3mqbmgrAIHeJHJLPtzjMojRs_4Qfms3HzQ1QKfVrHCWIsV7znsGNBuEG1cxayRTlrlDl9-jFVlq-AbFpSyQtQ2b0J42UyUf3dvqTF54hn77nnSraTplys_u3jxfj9rWQk_3w1hLBiTC2JTBvd7Oqqpzc2YVmpkyMWsNh2l1Za3hWrjMew-CxXpNeg=s485" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="299" data-original-width="485" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEipf3mqbmgrAIHeJHJLPtzjMojRs_4Qfms3HzQ1QKfVrHCWIsV7znsGNBuEG1cxayRTlrlDl9-jFVlq-AbFpSyQtQ2b0J42UyUf3dvqTF54hn77nnSraTplys_u3jxfj9rWQk_3w1hLBiTC2JTBvd7Oqqpzc2YVmpkyMWsNh2l1Za3hWrjMew-CxXpNeg=w400-h246" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">This week’s CFFC topic is </span><strong style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">Here Comes the Sun,</strong><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;"> by The Beatles, George Harrison.. Have fun finding photo to fit all or some of the lyrics.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i>Here comes the sun do, do, do<br />
Here comes the sun<br />
And I say it’s all right<o:p></o:p></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i>Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter<br />
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here<o:p></o:p></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i>Here comes the sun do, do, do<br />
Here comes the sun<br />
And I say it’s all right<o:p></o:p></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i>Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces<br />
Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here<o:p></o:p></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i>Here comes the sun do, do, do<br />
Here comes the sun<br />
And I say it’s all right<o:p></o:p></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i>Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting<br />
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear<o:p></o:p></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i>Here comes the sun do, do, do<br />
Here comes the sun<br />
And I say it’s all right<o:p></o:p></i></p><p>
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><i>Here comes the sun do, do, do<br />
Here comes the sun<br />
And I say it’s all right<o:p></o:p></i></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjjxDdzEBQrj7tu2eARYA99YODlkJrnApolWpJbM70gyWwczyiELk4TUEB9MYUJROK3bO4f9mXHdwxKQ0S6rIrhsm8c1emflhuZfcVACo6mP6g5wLF_ia79ggf_jsYcop3L9ifts4TTZVuTaEIhCjxOMWJ9J4WEK-49nKpASVNKlye5HnsFlbXMN1QGBw=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjjxDdzEBQrj7tu2eARYA99YODlkJrnApolWpJbM70gyWwczyiELk4TUEB9MYUJROK3bO4f9mXHdwxKQ0S6rIrhsm8c1emflhuZfcVACo6mP6g5wLF_ia79ggf_jsYcop3L9ifts4TTZVuTaEIhCjxOMWJ9J4WEK-49nKpASVNKlye5HnsFlbXMN1QGBw=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj0HvqUpCa637akrNU23wskO7gXdmFsx_Zo9GJo2xqqcAWE0MDyEbCgg25ab9nCw3KFiR5b4_r4YkrZAR9n5L4XMAgrqCzS1i5uIHxS-r0RtLkSxBMiTvJok7-NonX7DjubiV93viIy7GUGEjSIq31ZZ24gwfhzvAR3jIzUtJgrMuGhAI89IyqM6kRZkQ=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj0HvqUpCa637akrNU23wskO7gXdmFsx_Zo9GJo2xqqcAWE0MDyEbCgg25ab9nCw3KFiR5b4_r4YkrZAR9n5L4XMAgrqCzS1i5uIHxS-r0RtLkSxBMiTvJok7-NonX7DjubiV93viIy7GUGEjSIq31ZZ24gwfhzvAR3jIzUtJgrMuGhAI89IyqM6kRZkQ=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjM9OgAEhWsa5_UfOCpPM3bJqFZuXRjArRzZaP_FE7Gkm4_8yxyGv5LfGWGZbD0miBQsqVoNaah4uWdgzwGis2aqsOrszmLfgj6vh4Hwu3HhEJnjvG_akiVle6xK28QqCpLl0cs2kKM6iQuOEgsjyKkgBy3_kloyTJWI5_2nIJXC5pOiIdDZH0092QjKg=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjM9OgAEhWsa5_UfOCpPM3bJqFZuXRjArRzZaP_FE7Gkm4_8yxyGv5LfGWGZbD0miBQsqVoNaah4uWdgzwGis2aqsOrszmLfgj6vh4Hwu3HhEJnjvG_akiVle6xK28QqCpLl0cs2kKM6iQuOEgsjyKkgBy3_kloyTJWI5_2nIJXC5pOiIdDZH0092QjKg=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here comes the sun do, do, do</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhIh7EaAxvXM4jXpihLKArMh9U3GYyui8gfR3yyEru-INWdxs3yT-DzOIMQsms6uNXRDFLtP2Lg0LFq0fKg9ThMrkjQ81jYSvUttYHu2S8OW2Y-8Pi9y5Pfa3elVWFrNeI7N7Jgjqts3pxRkds6WG4QxpkI3xeNx2w_IVHSjPJ4W7AGaTYpE_E6vI4gVg=s858" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="598" data-original-width="858" height="279" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhIh7EaAxvXM4jXpihLKArMh9U3GYyui8gfR3yyEru-INWdxs3yT-DzOIMQsms6uNXRDFLtP2Lg0LFq0fKg9ThMrkjQ81jYSvUttYHu2S8OW2Y-8Pi9y5Pfa3elVWFrNeI7N7Jgjqts3pxRkds6WG4QxpkI3xeNx2w_IVHSjPJ4W7AGaTYpE_E6vI4gVg=w400-h279" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here comes the sun</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I say it’s all right</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmght6s_KgBYRCbFpBbPCZosT-dktH90lEjDBidTrgDX83lQ8rus8nXy9XS3131VzelURcv3lJFfexvYctjhdzL3rrLEmc015-_62Noq2d05zRc7mMpig_97p6qRlA4aCYm6v7W0rKjSK8QJgzMZtDyRUHA0pXgFcvHs-_1xgtjBt7RtYqKe2TVvkiSg=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmght6s_KgBYRCbFpBbPCZosT-dktH90lEjDBidTrgDX83lQ8rus8nXy9XS3131VzelURcv3lJFfexvYctjhdzL3rrLEmc015-_62Noq2d05zRc7mMpig_97p6qRlA4aCYm6v7W0rKjSK8QJgzMZtDyRUHA0pXgFcvHs-_1xgtjBt7RtYqKe2TVvkiSg=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgYTYmB5pkB-M3qf47yNPPc-_ej31nX5-WA13nf6r5f2rbh3YnR3LKnxneFSS1dzq29nfKliNJTF9cu3RrFIYPNWt4puR6knxpwilFhEv-ZzB8sfIGMWxR7xKuWQyYVEP4ujiLEjw0SNV2kRSTA72qoaCO8NO7jwIztDKKV1olBeMU4xmF76pPsNyYv-A=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgYTYmB5pkB-M3qf47yNPPc-_ej31nX5-WA13nf6r5f2rbh3YnR3LKnxneFSS1dzq29nfKliNJTF9cu3RrFIYPNWt4puR6knxpwilFhEv-ZzB8sfIGMWxR7xKuWQyYVEP4ujiLEjw0SNV2kRSTA72qoaCO8NO7jwIztDKKV1olBeMU4xmF76pPsNyYv-A=w300-h400" width="300" /></i></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear</div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-34325421359422302572021-08-15T06:42:00.000-07:002021-08-15T06:42:14.230-07:00CBWC: Only one, two or three wheels on display<p> </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><h1 class="title" style="background-color: #dfd6cc; clear: both; color: #6a2ecb; font-family: Cabin, sans-serif; font-size: 61.7494px; font-weight: 400; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 2rem; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">CBWC: Only one, two or three wheels on display</h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv7HBby_dy8h8T_S9QQbfNqn8b9gXYFdgY48GQZBv-i0QyRu2Ug0NXgyFxsHa9CqFq1szkH2JjU14MNuK2UHntlOHa6L5o840Cim0_yqMgJ_WXWjkWk1-9nqdRhYDdThHecsqGV0G-7v4B/s475/black-white-banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="297" data-original-width="475" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv7HBby_dy8h8T_S9QQbfNqn8b9gXYFdgY48GQZBv-i0QyRu2Ug0NXgyFxsHa9CqFq1szkH2JjU14MNuK2UHntlOHa6L5o840Cim0_yqMgJ_WXWjkWk1-9nqdRhYDdThHecsqGV0G-7v4B/w400-h250/black-white-banner.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">This week our topic is </span><strong style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">Only one, two or three wheels on display</strong><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHDbiZgcrY-EmI793CCXXQRTBow8AI0stKqIvKPsSJtY_oQcIGsm9PFdm6YD4Arjh2NWhoB6ISOng0tYC2I4qAxkBXrhMS6_rxtHQnnznOWUE21d89-xfUcft3cwAxrW0sVlm6N0tKDwsp/s2048/Penny+Farthing+at+The+Royal+Oak+Peasmarsh%2523black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHDbiZgcrY-EmI793CCXXQRTBow8AI0stKqIvKPsSJtY_oQcIGsm9PFdm6YD4Arjh2NWhoB6ISOng0tYC2I4qAxkBXrhMS6_rxtHQnnznOWUE21d89-xfUcft3cwAxrW0sVlm6N0tKDwsp/w400-h225/Penny+Farthing+at+The+Royal+Oak+Peasmarsh%2523black+and+white.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Penny Farthing - two wheels</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPri5SpsWAqa9h4x3n-JF1hJb1To5RFZMulrgKj99-0jg_dlWM5wrLaZdRtlozJPbXLSnlgt0dryZ8Pk3GQehT1QRVAVRz-_X5e5GZGEicaBmv1IVzbcMVULBDBMp4pxprfaleEnwRhP1w/s2048/Yellow+aeroplane+Weald+of+Kent+Steam+Rally+1st+August+2015%2523black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPri5SpsWAqa9h4x3n-JF1hJb1To5RFZMulrgKj99-0jg_dlWM5wrLaZdRtlozJPbXLSnlgt0dryZ8Pk3GQehT1QRVAVRz-_X5e5GZGEicaBmv1IVzbcMVULBDBMp4pxprfaleEnwRhP1w/w400-h300/Yellow+aeroplane+Weald+of+Kent+Steam+Rally+1st+August+2015%2523black+and+white.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aeroplane - three wheels</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDfvl1Ev-xbE40JHUyNXl1pkcqyzOdpgjrtJWDxEkwnqg6bj-yYIWE3iEoTrCDeGoSjHouz-84mXoXad4NshCtnzJ1dbcE4EJB-oPFT-Cn_XfxK_ghOXWJw1D3mHKAnhS_-uNs82SLETgI/s1024/14+August+2021+Steam+Rally%2523+one+wheel+cycle%252361%2523black+and+white.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDfvl1Ev-xbE40JHUyNXl1pkcqyzOdpgjrtJWDxEkwnqg6bj-yYIWE3iEoTrCDeGoSjHouz-84mXoXad4NshCtnzJ1dbcE4EJB-oPFT-Cn_XfxK_ghOXWJw1D3mHKAnhS_-uNs82SLETgI/w300-h400/14+August+2021+Steam+Rally%2523+one+wheel+cycle%252361%2523black+and+white.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Unicycle - one wheel of a converted horse box into a living wagon</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Lrh3cx_wGVPtKDLmm4SQ5sLvkmNRgPKn3sh1Ujc-iN_YSz8O-ywsk1hBmgpp59qIXMrwiHuTH5aOaAN4OCYMcA84HwtxPa-C_IPNodnJLNaUWPoZc2ZF0qTTw1I3LHMQY8wKM7gC7f6p/s1024/14+August+2021+Steam+Rally%252314%2523black+and+white.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Lrh3cx_wGVPtKDLmm4SQ5sLvkmNRgPKn3sh1Ujc-iN_YSz8O-ywsk1hBmgpp59qIXMrwiHuTH5aOaAN4OCYMcA84HwtxPa-C_IPNodnJLNaUWPoZc2ZF0qTTw1I3LHMQY8wKM7gC7f6p/w400-h300/14+August+2021+Steam+Rally%252314%2523black+and+white.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Musical organ - two wheels but only one wheel showing this side</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-65494652386342842822021-08-15T06:29:00.000-07:002021-08-15T06:29:11.048-07:00CFFC: It’s a small world<p> </p><h1 class="title" style="background-color: #dfd6cc; clear: both; color: #6a2ecb; font-family: Cabin, sans-serif; font-size: 61.7494px; font-weight: 400; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 2rem; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">CFFC: It’s a small world</h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDNtIWhhbR_i-wwYwwzXIzkFyLA242D34L0FrpJYsdcQLJIrAR20UNxXXgyJOqZ9yECcxMs53iv1VqZEftOParIAwEy1IC5BMbxPer4uheKHTjVXEn2ufG3-XvIw-imUDQJpNuOTDQ9Lnb/s485/cffc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="299" data-original-width="485" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDNtIWhhbR_i-wwYwwzXIzkFyLA242D34L0FrpJYsdcQLJIrAR20UNxXXgyJOqZ9yECcxMs53iv1VqZEftOParIAwEy1IC5BMbxPer4uheKHTjVXEn2ufG3-XvIw-imUDQJpNuOTDQ9Lnb/w400-h246/cffc.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">This week’s CFFC topic is </span><strong style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">It’s a Small World After All.</strong><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;"> Have fun finding photo to fit all or some of the lyrics.</span></p><p>It’s a world of laughter</p><p>A world of tears</p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal">
It’s a world of hopes<br />
And a world of fears<br />
There’s so much that we share<br />
That it’s time we’re aware<br />
It’s a small world after all<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">It’s a small world after all<br />
It’s a small world after all<br />
It’s a small world after all<br />
It’s a small, small world<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">There is just one moon And one golden sun<br />
And a smile means<br />
Friendship to ev’ryone<br />
Though the mountains divide<br />
And the oceans are wide<br />
It’s a small world after all<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">It’s a small world after all<br />
It’s a small world after all<br />
It’s a small world after all<br />
It’s a small, small world<o:p></o:p></p><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidShQ0mxZChSbt7HMD4m7Ksn5VkKsFNZUCWlOjBxIyt0hbmE6IKGEikVWnAJi1AfTEVlBYS68B6RMuO8YFnjJI_uN5jAy7QPhKkRS5q33dnyrI1F9SSISlTBjL_JeshCJ0XK5jmzYDqayQ/s2048/mother+and+baby+side+view.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1753" data-original-width="2048" height="343" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidShQ0mxZChSbt7HMD4m7Ksn5VkKsFNZUCWlOjBxIyt0hbmE6IKGEikVWnAJi1AfTEVlBYS68B6RMuO8YFnjJI_uN5jAy7QPhKkRS5q33dnyrI1F9SSISlTBjL_JeshCJ0XK5jmzYDqayQ/w400-h343/mother+and+baby+side+view.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIsd5A93_eqFmuDdCGqeJRrF5O7H2VcFQL4x0qT4egigNeGLmRNM-A6ObiHwnyb4iyrk23Jzb1H6jgcGBglAXdbHrl6cvz_gvrgut9tReoYC23sVkDnrSCo-pXnoog5T8U89J2tvmNVwGe/s2048/boy+and+girl+at+seaside+with+frame.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIsd5A93_eqFmuDdCGqeJRrF5O7H2VcFQL4x0qT4egigNeGLmRNM-A6ObiHwnyb4iyrk23Jzb1H6jgcGBglAXdbHrl6cvz_gvrgut9tReoYC23sVkDnrSCo-pXnoog5T8U89J2tvmNVwGe/w400-h225/boy+and+girl+at+seaside+with+frame.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-78836003222908315022021-08-06T03:52:00.000-07:002021-08-06T03:52:18.232-07:00CBWC: Large Subjects<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghcxq5xvl8ARyokQmNmzBaafZGTmHYf9RXiBvbOMUwllE-lBydX88fQJQDJlhe6hTTEKMOk1_CJ20xzRk1z9EiqP8ex53Rxa1fuYvnokfzJ6g0oahtCwQkL_bjitkXzOhbWs3pRFySlDZu/s475/black-white-banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="297" data-original-width="475" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghcxq5xvl8ARyokQmNmzBaafZGTmHYf9RXiBvbOMUwllE-lBydX88fQJQDJlhe6hTTEKMOk1_CJ20xzRk1z9EiqP8ex53Rxa1fuYvnokfzJ6g0oahtCwQkL_bjitkXzOhbWs3pRFySlDZu/w400-h250/black-white-banner.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><h1 class="title" style="background-color: #dfd6cc; clear: both; color: #6a2ecb; font-family: Cabin, sans-serif; font-size: 61.7494px; font-weight: 400; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 2rem; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />CBWC: Large Subjects</h1><section class="entry" style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px; margin-bottom: 30px;"><p style="margin: 0px 0px 30px;">This week our topic is <span style="font-size: revert;"><strong>Large Subjects</strong>. Remember that large can be a matter of perspective.</span></p></section><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM0o3FeO86rCJejE1v1oVJr90XrCkEH8prTcPFzvTcqX-sjCKbM4fLGXw4YBeCuq76e95vwWjgkTnKttPKRlGNa-QpQdhVesJ6zsVmofP6d9dfL6SSmRO2tEhwFTsbFeinGww9gaIjDOt6/s2048/double+decker+bus+%2523+black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM0o3FeO86rCJejE1v1oVJr90XrCkEH8prTcPFzvTcqX-sjCKbM4fLGXw4YBeCuq76e95vwWjgkTnKttPKRlGNa-QpQdhVesJ6zsVmofP6d9dfL6SSmRO2tEhwFTsbFeinGww9gaIjDOt6/w300-h400/double+decker+bus+%2523+black+and+white.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Double decker bus</div><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAs-_nHE4xV3K7lwwLezVpwbDKtKrVQL-wiSS_l74aw4kmIIXry7H-jVGYjfTTuvEZT15fLbEN-8xTZilTNZnsn6_Js__NVKnkfc_Lf5FEFTUZqoH0uDTJLTwzpzreCQUix9l3D6-4uSpc/s2048/Brown+and+white+shire+horses%2523black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAs-_nHE4xV3K7lwwLezVpwbDKtKrVQL-wiSS_l74aw4kmIIXry7H-jVGYjfTTuvEZT15fLbEN-8xTZilTNZnsn6_Js__NVKnkfc_Lf5FEFTUZqoH0uDTJLTwzpzreCQUix9l3D6-4uSpc/w400-h225/Brown+and+white+shire+horses%2523black+and+white.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Large Shire horses</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_mINjfGpUc0i_N6-8YhxiiXAZCfSpAkqNSGgiY9iIwiw7bPC_4cnwfLJI1vERalBQ8wJuMYyAfVtq6SHs2ysl8Q-95kT4IN6z5wPwyuSrz44lcOMAL0WHt5e3AWn-PMkZQhY9-4Z0gJlj/s2048/Big+top+circus%2523black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_mINjfGpUc0i_N6-8YhxiiXAZCfSpAkqNSGgiY9iIwiw7bPC_4cnwfLJI1vERalBQ8wJuMYyAfVtq6SHs2ysl8Q-95kT4IN6z5wPwyuSrz44lcOMAL0WHt5e3AWn-PMkZQhY9-4Z0gJlj/w400-h225/Big+top+circus%2523black+and+white.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;">Big Top at the circus</div><p><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxR2UPYucidPxrBPPU2jF-9nmKXvyIuo4rN-UwzxircWZDcedjsEBKHvP0VGDjC97DoYGfiZK-lA4uW-BkUz3xOcnf4-CuMbTgV-1ssWiPGDi62LSOH_9YnnzCxNrUObf_rtmNnp4JEDF/s1024/exhibit+at+Turner+Gallery+Margate+black+and+white.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxR2UPYucidPxrBPPU2jF-9nmKXvyIuo4rN-UwzxircWZDcedjsEBKHvP0VGDjC97DoYGfiZK-lA4uW-BkUz3xOcnf4-CuMbTgV-1ssWiPGDi62LSOH_9YnnzCxNrUObf_rtmNnp4JEDF/w400-h300/exhibit+at+Turner+Gallery+Margate+black+and+white.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Large exhibit at the Turner Gallery</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4MZTWyodv6wGzonesK3FsdlvQD0DY9GE6hY_QGD7XxbOpwtJVABrjbTo-PGH2k6LpRjUsMf5Q2-sQOGfvBM9mzIK2oklpScY25fXeucnYnhS-HiEUuKHxT8TNWiVXD879GJ_CVGzVihBd/s2048/Eastwell+Park+big+vehicle+Sept+2015%2523black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4MZTWyodv6wGzonesK3FsdlvQD0DY9GE6hY_QGD7XxbOpwtJVABrjbTo-PGH2k6LpRjUsMf5Q2-sQOGfvBM9mzIK2oklpScY25fXeucnYnhS-HiEUuKHxT8TNWiVXD879GJ_CVGzVihBd/w400-h300/Eastwell+Park+big+vehicle+Sept+2015%2523black+and+white.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">A large vehicle</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-K8WYCRhcT4YrtmU_ImYVIlDIZed-nWbRUPz7ugmJPTMmyQInE1DHkDbHZZpsEguA8Zmeox7is3RiZLv-X801SBIwFqYgAsItNkI0bT4q25Wo-gbr7XsSD7rGJOl0-GEZPm7-llI3a2wh/s1024/Large+hotel+at+Teston%25231%2523black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-K8WYCRhcT4YrtmU_ImYVIlDIZed-nWbRUPz7ugmJPTMmyQInE1DHkDbHZZpsEguA8Zmeox7is3RiZLv-X801SBIwFqYgAsItNkI0bT4q25Wo-gbr7XsSD7rGJOl0-GEZPm7-llI3a2wh/w400-h300/Large+hotel+at+Teston%25231%2523black+and+white.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Large building viewed from a distance</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-aB-yfY9oHOwQpLyOFnu6dpGfoSD_3wqKk8IO5iBKZn3NBrm3w269tg9ta-r7cI1bsKQY4JBt06A6JWeZH_uobDDzSitOMccJRWs4I5WTC1fSTOskkIarOEJsH93Q3x6q_SXpzUdQpbS-/s1484/David+Hull+%25282+years+1+months%2529+April+1986+Puddle+jumping%2523black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1184" data-original-width="1484" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-aB-yfY9oHOwQpLyOFnu6dpGfoSD_3wqKk8IO5iBKZn3NBrm3w269tg9ta-r7cI1bsKQY4JBt06A6JWeZH_uobDDzSitOMccJRWs4I5WTC1fSTOskkIarOEJsH93Q3x6q_SXpzUdQpbS-/w400-h319/David+Hull+%25282+years+1+months%2529+April+1986+Puddle+jumping%2523black+and+white.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Throwback to a 2 year old and a large puddle!</div><div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-73455670743431710682021-08-04T04:35:00.000-07:002021-08-04T04:35:36.875-07:00CFFC: Blue<p> </p><h1 class="title" style="background-color: #dfd6cc; clear: both; color: #6a2ecb; font-family: Cabin, sans-serif; font-size: 61.7494px; font-weight: 400; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 2rem; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">CFFC: Blue</h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgihFUP-70LcO8FA0lpG9jv68FNysfiJfp1-V3_uU6qigK3XgGeU9jUoL1IIt9T-xnsCmvnb-BiFbwSt3382i96PFkGP5PX3hil7bscCdOLOL-oSKVWvw3DHKwUZ6lAVEY0NMokUiuhv94X/s485/cffc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="299" data-original-width="485" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgihFUP-70LcO8FA0lpG9jv68FNysfiJfp1-V3_uU6qigK3XgGeU9jUoL1IIt9T-xnsCmvnb-BiFbwSt3382i96PFkGP5PX3hil7bscCdOLOL-oSKVWvw3DHKwUZ6lAVEY0NMokUiuhv94X/w400-h246/cffc.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">This week’s CFFC topic is </span><strong style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">Blue.</strong></p><p><br /></p><p>Here is my selection:</p><p> The following four pictures of Blue Hearts are displayed at the entrance of our local hospital to honour our medical practitioners during Covid</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKTNT273g-yYnNSsTUdhWKl_dSKP0bAWzdYx4vup07VSOVH3JzTN6yejA1107Zl7aTtVx9zttEQ9ZC5ZTH25wW2LuVxrH52mp93Q0De5YMZ6NkX7rFSztfMxBDeBIFHmKNC1Q1zsbW00hs/s960/blue+hearts+outside+WHH+30+March+2020+from+Kim+Fittall%2527s+post%25234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKTNT273g-yYnNSsTUdhWKl_dSKP0bAWzdYx4vup07VSOVH3JzTN6yejA1107Zl7aTtVx9zttEQ9ZC5ZTH25wW2LuVxrH52mp93Q0De5YMZ6NkX7rFSztfMxBDeBIFHmKNC1Q1zsbW00hs/w300-h400/blue+hearts+outside+WHH+30+March+2020+from+Kim+Fittall%2527s+post%25234.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFf04SWsN3EGHgf583FtznzEjpJytmHKr9cJSqa-x5B3gorFL1s5mxDNPfU_eTciHwuWrW7TsD8NQ6zRVBM-L839jm64Awzmx3HiAujhij5s5d_59spokS-khApCs-sMl-gTlvWzDcZh0K/w400-h300/blue+hearts+outside+WHH+30+March+2020+from+Kim+Fittall%2527s+post%25235.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGoR-yy-H4m_wmkZ2KEehc6tpNI2urvYHcFr_ydQSikt7hiVMcKbw91DTiDK1sUEbFZgKJYkw8hUg6youscq1h3pvmG4uoiEPTjfzrAfi03EYDg2Vu4lvHUAG5ZmKVY_155d4gY2gYLm1X/s960/blue+hearts+outside+WHH+30+March+2020+from+Kim+Fittall%2527s+post%25236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGoR-yy-H4m_wmkZ2KEehc6tpNI2urvYHcFr_ydQSikt7hiVMcKbw91DTiDK1sUEbFZgKJYkw8hUg6youscq1h3pvmG4uoiEPTjfzrAfi03EYDg2Vu4lvHUAG5ZmKVY_155d4gY2gYLm1X/w400-h300/blue+hearts+outside+WHH+30+March+2020+from+Kim+Fittall%2527s+post%25236.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibiSzpd2dSTv_3X1wH-ihzh1xu_vW5PojOyl4Ny33yVoJTtGQbOtW1CAP9GJUJrPksKhVU4c2ToaO4AylseHgTPt0GGVAvK6c1YV54TgUgPxS1HzE1AzhqMUx4DfNmnQ6dOzBMijsHuxGW/s1024/Blue+Morgan+in+car+park+Batemans+26+July+2018%25231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibiSzpd2dSTv_3X1wH-ihzh1xu_vW5PojOyl4Ny33yVoJTtGQbOtW1CAP9GJUJrPksKhVU4c2ToaO4AylseHgTPt0GGVAvK6c1YV54TgUgPxS1HzE1AzhqMUx4DfNmnQ6dOzBMijsHuxGW/w400-h300/Blue+Morgan+in+car+park+Batemans+26+July+2018%25231.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">A car I would dearly love</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_QlYBxUNu9EJVekcXIjm9zgqpzdw5VXBZjg3fjg5Wbiq3uTCyKI8baLThVpvFSYOKqkzQUZ_m0ALKkoj6xYquhvxWUAs0Z2E3i4Wg-BESFp-0gswlVYoE3Lv0yjbWveL8ZYR28Z3FON2S/s1024/blue+water+fountain+hythe+august+2017%25235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_QlYBxUNu9EJVekcXIjm9zgqpzdw5VXBZjg3fjg5Wbiq3uTCyKI8baLThVpvFSYOKqkzQUZ_m0ALKkoj6xYquhvxWUAs0Z2E3i4Wg-BESFp-0gswlVYoE3Lv0yjbWveL8ZYR28Z3FON2S/w300-h400/blue+water+fountain+hythe+august+2017%25235.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">A blue drinking fountain - not in use these days for obvious reasons</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiMPS5N2kls1UEwTp1CA2-ifoJe2OuD2_2OlZEOdzDquI6Q2_MNQJ2Ame4nEwp0mCz9PNz9q9gMVhM0dROiJnZ-D66qp0scIlNhwh3jcKgPi0eCfzdZlskCW9dGfCOb8Afj-N314pSVcZZ/s2048/blue+shoe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1109" data-original-width="2048" height="216" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiMPS5N2kls1UEwTp1CA2-ifoJe2OuD2_2OlZEOdzDquI6Q2_MNQJ2Ame4nEwp0mCz9PNz9q9gMVhM0dROiJnZ-D66qp0scIlNhwh3jcKgPi0eCfzdZlskCW9dGfCOb8Afj-N314pSVcZZ/w400-h216/blue+shoe.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">An ornamental blue shoe from my mother's china cabinet.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDz6wbAriOlTZIHYaDrWCccDmvyiu0hLabJM02tp_xcw_XPaMRIEn0VCqiMCZMLa3xHR3pHMt9f_TaOrpYWkHWSK8RhAv75n4mLhBZRNB1vqtptkB8OfRfEQZG5GTWy9P54X3VjNc9Jthq/s1024/Blue+crackle+earrings+for+Grace+birthday+3+June+2020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDz6wbAriOlTZIHYaDrWCccDmvyiu0hLabJM02tp_xcw_XPaMRIEn0VCqiMCZMLa3xHR3pHMt9f_TaOrpYWkHWSK8RhAv75n4mLhBZRNB1vqtptkB8OfRfEQZG5GTWy9P54X3VjNc9Jthq/w300-h400/Blue+crackle+earrings+for+Grace+birthday+3+June+2020.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Blue crackle drop earrings</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-16487212698197749742021-07-30T07:00:00.003-07:002021-07-30T07:00:55.998-07:00CBWC: People at Work<p> </p><h1 class="title" style="background-color: #dfd6cc; clear: both; color: #6a2ecb; font-family: Cabin, sans-serif; font-size: 61.7494px; font-weight: 400; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 2rem; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">CBWC: People at Work</h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTreufdrtgvNmRVnW2eWzJkF3w7jOwTIpO_p49JVrkfnpbdZNse9wnhebMW0fZ_sxuJg8wCP74Ri4Vo7ny983ubu8HAULrtbdNIZkvZN9e6MFir1NGe2ES-mqTAvkEY8tu3_rGE7x4WI3d/s475/black-white-banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="297" data-original-width="475" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTreufdrtgvNmRVnW2eWzJkF3w7jOwTIpO_p49JVrkfnpbdZNse9wnhebMW0fZ_sxuJg8wCP74Ri4Vo7ny983ubu8HAULrtbdNIZkvZN9e6MFir1NGe2ES-mqTAvkEY8tu3_rGE7x4WI3d/w400-h250/black-white-banner.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">This week our topic is </span><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: revert;"><strong>People at Work.</strong></span><div><span style="color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif;">Here is my selection:</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY-8Ljxrisf6i1shRtmvfNWOt5Yselxja4t_SLv-mbIjGUksbdHE0JhI93O1m59hj2jWxGxtSYv-oc3pzJWLqeLwmcdkQRZfQTKLe02DcR-PTgiTjRtD2c8dKC3hgEuCVuioRhNIbsmZf8/s1984/April+Garden+Renovations+Day+01%2523black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1488" data-original-width="1984" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY-8Ljxrisf6i1shRtmvfNWOt5Yselxja4t_SLv-mbIjGUksbdHE0JhI93O1m59hj2jWxGxtSYv-oc3pzJWLqeLwmcdkQRZfQTKLe02DcR-PTgiTjRtD2c8dKC3hgEuCVuioRhNIbsmZf8/w400-h300/April+Garden+Renovations+Day+01%2523black+and+white.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Garden renovations</div></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJbqe8MSEx5ts_3TaAZT_HC-Dzpl-B9vZEQRtQIliBzSxocNEA8Wq2kkWxPEsrwblAZRRoQEvCVjhOhPCTUvn1zREPSieXbVeL7WSGracbMXWe6Rt0LE39ZLckY0DAl56OL32vBsIeaHVh/s1024/Bella+helping+me+work+3+March+2020%2523black+and+white.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJbqe8MSEx5ts_3TaAZT_HC-Dzpl-B9vZEQRtQIliBzSxocNEA8Wq2kkWxPEsrwblAZRRoQEvCVjhOhPCTUvn1zREPSieXbVeL7WSGracbMXWe6Rt0LE39ZLckY0DAl56OL32vBsIeaHVh/w400-h300/Bella+helping+me+work+3+March+2020%2523black+and+white.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Bella helping me work</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKmkEHQg6x2O2554dMiFkTmghyphenhyphenlQd4qSmiCphPl5MRi6cHtjbuSYFhbo49XQ5Iz5yF9kFzbpqD3N7HKEwoD6OzvPsEfFOU7bxF7sjLU3WxXGSK3aQJEpBAqSclR8ADs0hOdF-dSamwhDxu/s1024/Dumb+waiter+hotel+ramsgate+19+April+2018%2523black+and+white.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKmkEHQg6x2O2554dMiFkTmghyphenhyphenlQd4qSmiCphPl5MRi6cHtjbuSYFhbo49XQ5Iz5yF9kFzbpqD3N7HKEwoD6OzvPsEfFOU7bxF7sjLU3WxXGSK3aQJEpBAqSclR8ADs0hOdF-dSamwhDxu/w400-h300/Dumb+waiter+hotel+ramsgate+19+April+2018%2523black+and+white.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Not quite sure how much work the Dumb Waiter does</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_NaakHo2Vfxro-AdSGb9f0R_JGpt2sXMKoJZJOj-xIHu5jXvqaDCVrwaFtbzhrjQoMTfi7NSlROns1zjLZVLXV1z9pt8vFbrPdSmjjUA6wf8OObLfMam5gbWYVGu6bzLk2qqomXOHPPHs/s2048/Road+works+outside+our+house+3+October+2013%25234.%2523black+and+whitejpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_NaakHo2Vfxro-AdSGb9f0R_JGpt2sXMKoJZJOj-xIHu5jXvqaDCVrwaFtbzhrjQoMTfi7NSlROns1zjLZVLXV1z9pt8vFbrPdSmjjUA6wf8OObLfMam5gbWYVGu6bzLk2qqomXOHPPHs/w400-h225/Road+works+outside+our+house+3+October+2013%25234.%2523black+and+whitejpg.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Roadworks outside our house</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkLNJEqnxc2j1taYRL2zdEbh1qhJW6yfmr-7yyBLGWIujswRN_SFny0SzIJHvI_hQJ1bPwZZIZG7hILBi0TELS-YfnsXSr59IErJ5ZRBbnTboDxuRkkC5uVPDwX0HRvB3j_JmVNxqnzVqS/s960/Romney+Hythe+and+Dymchurch+Light+Railway+Aug+2014%2523black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkLNJEqnxc2j1taYRL2zdEbh1qhJW6yfmr-7yyBLGWIujswRN_SFny0SzIJHvI_hQJ1bPwZZIZG7hILBi0TELS-YfnsXSr59IErJ5ZRBbnTboDxuRkkC5uVPDwX0HRvB3j_JmVNxqnzVqS/w400-h300/Romney+Hythe+and+Dymchurch+Light+Railway+Aug+2014%2523black+and+white.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Checking the engine on the light gauge railway</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBgEFEhYttBRe-FDmvG6n2zib0De_LGpmr5urNYJXlLK0vIrnAsoXs2BqWQ0vcxqEURIQtoNd6yisHnM2LF25dIBtPhp-MbXxpljL2K2VU3uSPPuvTBiLvpkZEOipFGID44dKowMWsN9KG/s2048/Stoking+the+fire+engine%2523black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBgEFEhYttBRe-FDmvG6n2zib0De_LGpmr5urNYJXlLK0vIrnAsoXs2BqWQ0vcxqEURIQtoNd6yisHnM2LF25dIBtPhp-MbXxpljL2K2VU3uSPPuvTBiLvpkZEOipFGID44dKowMWsN9KG/w400-h225/Stoking+the+fire+engine%2523black+and+white.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Train driver on the normal size steam railway</div><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif;"><br /></span><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div></div></div></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-22208970572570851282021-07-28T23:41:00.000-07:002021-07-28T23:41:02.716-07:00Story Prompt for July 25 2021<p> </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOji8Ul5qs5h37A6SsxIXbk5uxZ9LfT5elCgMvhVvZjejZQjRJcfqSp6Vz6C_LJUGqSAq5zuNZMo0RrUg5wNgDZDMPeYkwaw3sw_vUHNhaDxnGZKmLJfUq4hH6qZ14CZJ9y5A-z6JdJX51/s1080/Story+prompt+for+25+July+2021.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOji8Ul5qs5h37A6SsxIXbk5uxZ9LfT5elCgMvhVvZjejZQjRJcfqSp6Vz6C_LJUGqSAq5zuNZMo0RrUg5wNgDZDMPeYkwaw3sw_vUHNhaDxnGZKmLJfUq4hH6qZ14CZJ9y5A-z6JdJX51/s320/Story+prompt+for+25+July+2021.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: #F4F1EA; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 1; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0f0f0f; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 30.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-font-kerning: 18.0pt;">Story Prompt for July 25, 2021<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><p style="background: #F4F1EA; margin-top: 0cm;"><span style="color: #0f0f0f; font-size: 13.0pt;">Use these words and photos in your story:<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="background: #F4F1EA; margin-top: 0cm;"><span style="color: #0f0f0f; font-size: 13.0pt;">wind elapse
crutch talk
young<o:p></o:p></span></p><p>
</p><p class="MsoNormal">and these three pictures:<o:p></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 107%; text-align: left;">photo
</span><span style="background: rgb(244, 241, 234); color: #0f0f0f; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 13pt; line-height: 107%; text-align: left;">Kajetan Sumila on
Unsplash</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1O6tbSeLUBEEhUYYvcl_Ocar2q1HiuxoOXO57cNWp1XExilrPIHIzYLZ8e-qg62LMwKSyV_dIHkq-9fvo9MXgTKG1s4I86ZCXwIMxvQODTs1Z2WUpDGid1Pak_sKs85T8zUxHFnFh1k9D/s150/boy+looking+out+on+lake+photo+credit+kajetan-sumila+onunsplash+for+25+July+2021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="150" data-original-width="150" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1O6tbSeLUBEEhUYYvcl_Ocar2q1HiuxoOXO57cNWp1XExilrPIHIzYLZ8e-qg62LMwKSyV_dIHkq-9fvo9MXgTKG1s4I86ZCXwIMxvQODTs1Z2WUpDGid1Pak_sKs85T8zUxHFnFh1k9D/w400-h400/boy+looking+out+on+lake+photo+credit+kajetan-sumila+onunsplash+for+25+July+2021.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhogRoIszvligLHc5nV-7C9UfX6nkUik4_02ljKQFzmy6nvjveGEVVbn3I3ETnRdQBJjJ1GiknH7gbpDWMgXqTI_EUbuLSYj3-nuikDCsCy-eaGAADMwsOACrrSGG2HEV_7gt2CNOHv-vnI/s150/girl+walking+on+wooden+bridge+over+water+photo+credit+Jasmin+Ne+on+Unsplash+for+25+July+2021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="150" data-original-width="150" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhogRoIszvligLHc5nV-7C9UfX6nkUik4_02ljKQFzmy6nvjveGEVVbn3I3ETnRdQBJjJ1GiknH7gbpDWMgXqTI_EUbuLSYj3-nuikDCsCy-eaGAADMwsOACrrSGG2HEV_7gt2CNOHv-vnI/w400-h400/girl+walking+on+wooden+bridge+over+water+photo+credit+Jasmin+Ne+on+Unsplash+for+25+July+2021.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background: #F4F1EA; color: #0f0f0f; font-family: "Calibri",sans-serif; font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">photo by Jasmin Ne on Unsplash</span></div><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6C0-KHVuDFU7j06oA3I5ter9oA94h-mvDoFJAw_YeC-BqkVXOARRYi8Z5uRnwutXpa10K9rThnCTU7aNRHt1sgiE0E9cDVFVPSd_dA8DxP6l67pzVcTFEKqc6wb0uOwO2_49fK-L_w5fg/s150/Rack+of+dresses+on+hangers+photo+credit+Finn+H.+on+Unsplash+for+25+July+2021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="150" data-original-width="150" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6C0-KHVuDFU7j06oA3I5ter9oA94h-mvDoFJAw_YeC-BqkVXOARRYi8Z5uRnwutXpa10K9rThnCTU7aNRHt1sgiE0E9cDVFVPSd_dA8DxP6l67pzVcTFEKqc6wb0uOwO2_49fK-L_w5fg/w400-h400/Rack+of+dresses+on+hangers+photo+credit+Finn+H.+on+Unsplash+for+25+July+2021.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="background: #F4F1EA; color: #0f0f0f; font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;">photo by Finn H. on Unsplash</span><o:p></o:p></p>Here is my story:<div><br /></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b>DECISIONS<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Rob sat on the corner of the wall;
his thoughts wandered all over the place.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He kept trying to focus, trying to work out what he could say to his <b>young</b>
cousin.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He knew it was up to him to have
a <b>talk</b> with him, Max couldn’t go on the way he had been, missing school,
shop lifting, giving his parents so much angst, it was a wonder they still kept
their sanity. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">His Uncle Bob, who Rob was named
after, as his mum had a real soft spot for her cousin, just couldn’t get
through to Max, no matter what he tried.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Enough time had <b>elapsed</b> for somebody else to try and make the
young lad see sense.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Rob thought of Eloise and where
she was at the moment.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She’d gone off on
one of her adventures, although she was a bit of a daredevil, he loved her with
all his heart.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He knew he would never
change her and he didn’t want to.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her
last email showed her trying to transverse across a rickety wooden, slatted
bridge of a large water course.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One puff
of <b>wind</b> and she’d be hanging on to the ropes for dear life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">After a couple of hours and a
very numb bum, Rob left his perch and wandered home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He called up to his mum to say he was home. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">A muffled reply of, ‘I’m up
here,’ came floating down the stairs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He
dashed up to the landing and found his mum rearranging the clothes in the
wardrobe. <o:p></o:p></p>
<br />
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Eloise stopped in the middle of
the wooden, slatted bridge spanning the water.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>She took a deep breath as she looked down at the raging torrent below
her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ha! Raging torrent, my foot.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>More like a babbling brook.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It probably had pretentions of raging during
the winter months but she couldn’t really see it. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p>As she returned to an upright
position, gripping the ropes tightly, she heard the rooks cawing and cackling,
jeering at her.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><i>You can’t do it! You won’t do
it!<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><i>Yes, I can! Yes, I can! </i>She
chanted back at them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">With another deep breath she took
her time, placing one foot in front of the other she steadily made her way to
the end of the rope walk.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She sat down
heavily on the grassy knoll, trying to steady her heartbeat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gradually its rhythm returned to normal as
she sat and pondered on what she had just done.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">She knew Rob would be at home,
waiting for her, his love and loyalty something she trusted with all her
heart.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She didn’t tell him how much she
appreciated him allowing her to spread her wings.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hmm, ‘allowing’ was the wrong word.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Nobody allowed her to do anything she wanted
to do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If she wanted to do it, she would
find a way to do it, she didn’t need anybody’s permission.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She was independent, a grown woman, able to
make her own decisions but ….. but she really missed Rob’s strong and steady
influence.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Once she returned home, she
would do her utmost to make sure he knew how much she loved him. It was just
that she wasn’t ready to settle down in to a humdrum life, spend several years
in the rat race, commuting to the office every day until her biological clock
started to kick in and she was ready for motherhood.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="display: none; mso-hide: all;">H</span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Would Rob wait for her?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Was she willing to take that risk?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Perhaps this was the last adventure she would
undertake on her own, maybe they could find something to do together. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Yes, that was a good plan.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She’d think about that when this trip was
over. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Martha thought to herself, ‘ever
wished you’d never started a job?’<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Going
through her mother-in-law’s clothing was turning out to be
heart-wrenching.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She thought she was
ready, after all it was more than a year since Doreen had passed away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Jim couldn’t do it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This was something practical she could do for
him and take this last burden from his shoulders.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What they would do with this room she
couldn’t even begin to hazard a guess.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It had been Doreen’s space for so long, ever since she’d come to live them
five years ago.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It hadn’t been as hard
as she thought it might be and Doreen had fitted in to their family unit so
nicely, not interfering but being there with a listening ear when needed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Boy, did they need her wisdom now
in how to deal with Max, Bob’s teenage son.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Rob had promised he would have a chat with him and see if he could help
set him on the straight and narrow before it ballooned in to more serious
offences.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Now, if only his lovely Eloise
would come home and stay home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Martha
sighed again as she rummaged through the dresses on the hangars, she knew
nobody should, or even could, clip Eloise’s wings, they would just have to wait
and see.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">She heard Rob come home and call
up to her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She knew that he was the <b>crutch</b>
her and Jim and Eloise and Bob had come to rely on, he certainly took after his
grandmother in that respect.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Word count: 864<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p><br /></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596586419077019479.post-90318259919096066772021-07-28T04:01:00.000-07:002021-07-28T04:01:07.876-07:00CFFC: Yellow<p> </p><h1 class="title" style="background-color: #dfd6cc; clear: both; color: #6a2ecb; font-family: Cabin, sans-serif; font-size: 61.7494px; font-weight: 400; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 2rem; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">CFFC: Yellow</h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiclpsnBlIASYcA5VkqRrb8StBkahe-Zbtx0RCxjx697RnYuocqH51EyA7Q-N5v4ugRkHiYYl6O8mgYkvIFJSaXYHv82rO4zhgWFZ5JTyvEh3HOQj5RIAEBcOgcIcy6Syk1Gi9QFyMhRzTL/s485/cffc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="299" data-original-width="485" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiclpsnBlIASYcA5VkqRrb8StBkahe-Zbtx0RCxjx697RnYuocqH51EyA7Q-N5v4ugRkHiYYl6O8mgYkvIFJSaXYHv82rO4zhgWFZ5JTyvEh3HOQj5RIAEBcOgcIcy6Syk1Gi9QFyMhRzTL/w400-h246/cffc.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><span style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">This week’s CFFC topic is </span><strong style="background-color: #dfd6cc; color: #7d4a2f; font-family: Ubuntu, sans-serif; font-size: 19.76px;">Yellow.</strong><br /><p>Here is my selection:</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiamf8xxLx3fUvp18BN665ouuDr8kt7ffVIeFKoPncQNEk4XT7i-sRy3Y0rHn3EKEQWeP3dxxmcdiufy2Z1F8GJ1RD3nzYEBP75UwXvQyaLKfk-IY7-nnEUywcOX-k-iyXDEZOCuDh8qzoV/s2048/doll+with+yellow+ribbons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2014" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiamf8xxLx3fUvp18BN665ouuDr8kt7ffVIeFKoPncQNEk4XT7i-sRy3Y0rHn3EKEQWeP3dxxmcdiufy2Z1F8GJ1RD3nzYEBP75UwXvQyaLKfk-IY7-nnEUywcOX-k-iyXDEZOCuDh8qzoV/w394-h400/doll+with+yellow+ribbons.jpg" width="394" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Doll with yellow ribbons</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4v-kTMgj5_1ZTwF2YKGUhY3HmbkozyhrU1rKLCUKGcQAJKQbxvAx1UqrPswwxRRrildPqs1g7TPOcnTJWBTYexApWUO4iofY6UsQKGh-K7GhrHEcqh_cAtzJQVJbCaJgp0EOAdg6oBMlp/s747/hedgehog+with+yellow+hat+gift+to+myself+March+2021%2523crop.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="747" data-original-width="555" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4v-kTMgj5_1ZTwF2YKGUhY3HmbkozyhrU1rKLCUKGcQAJKQbxvAx1UqrPswwxRRrildPqs1g7TPOcnTJWBTYexApWUO4iofY6UsQKGh-K7GhrHEcqh_cAtzJQVJbCaJgp0EOAdg6oBMlp/w298-h400/hedgehog+with+yellow+hat+gift+to+myself+March+2021%2523crop.JPG" width="298" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hedgehog with yellow hat</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNT75wZ0APxIQCnMTNNZceyREHB-kyS2lPUUEfIyDk6k4gDU_ZJ75U66lD6ypRaDmLizgoL6oPLNCfwBzV6huI7yw61z-5eEAMhu3OuKa_SYHeWXSHMiE5MAguG89DoTH0q4DzdBbE159V/s1024/yellow+daffs+Benenden+hospital+9+March+2020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNT75wZ0APxIQCnMTNNZceyREHB-kyS2lPUUEfIyDk6k4gDU_ZJ75U66lD6ypRaDmLizgoL6oPLNCfwBzV6huI7yw61z-5eEAMhu3OuKa_SYHeWXSHMiE5MAguG89DoTH0q4DzdBbE159V/w400-h300/yellow+daffs+Benenden+hospital+9+March+2020.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Bed of yellow daffodils</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIOnf_C7Dw9Q5gMN2dCvma7hsHKMVJdssfaKFBSsFLkVBLBfk4svifJcicTh95iL_5SgSvjybCzT5D5i4H9d-Wqh0-S88lpC0-32dcYQNp7B3f9gFnnEOokObJ2lhHT0VXknUCo-SQiJ2t/s1024/yellow+roses+from+bob+and+gill+1+july+2021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIOnf_C7Dw9Q5gMN2dCvma7hsHKMVJdssfaKFBSsFLkVBLBfk4svifJcicTh95iL_5SgSvjybCzT5D5i4H9d-Wqh0-S88lpC0-32dcYQNp7B3f9gFnnEOokObJ2lhHT0VXknUCo-SQiJ2t/w400-h300/yellow+roses+from+bob+and+gill+1+july+2021.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Vase of yellow roses</div><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif27BvdTK7RYc8adFqByKrdidRVXQwLndvT8oIlndcZTBVRLQVowDXMnJ0ZfccnTAtfBFVcVTvT34_wFL93PXW8Y-gYJb6pGBH30pzT09MGpLZ-cOlrml1achoEU7Q2aKHrtyeVZYT26JR/s2048/Yellow+lines+on+road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif27BvdTK7RYc8adFqByKrdidRVXQwLndvT8oIlndcZTBVRLQVowDXMnJ0ZfccnTAtfBFVcVTvT34_wFL93PXW8Y-gYJb6pGBH30pzT09MGpLZ-cOlrml1achoEU7Q2aKHrtyeVZYT26JR/w400-h225/Yellow+lines+on+road.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yellow no parking lines on road</div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div></div></div>Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090018804016223955noreply@blogger.com0