Nod!

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It was another evening at The Baaamy Inn and Ted was telling his fellow farmers about his visit to the library, “they’ve got a new young lady working there called Shiela, a perfect name for a librarian, Shhhhiela; she hardly speaks, so when you ask if they have a certain book, she either nods her head, shakes it or points her finger, whilst there, I picked up a kiddies book called Noddy and Big Ears for my granson, when I gave it to him he asked if it was about his Granny and me, cheeky little devil!”

Robert entered Inn, ordered a pint, then sat down at a table in the corner; he likes to be called Bob, but the regulars refer to him as Robin, partly because he was once caught stealing and also because he always wears a red waistcoat; they waved across the bar to him and Robin, being a man of few words, began to nod his head up and down in reply – that was all Suzie at the next table needed to get her on her feet and singing – “When the red red robin comes bob bob bobbing along…!”

“I took my wife to that new Chinese restaurant the other night”, said Ted, “they’ve got one of those cat figurines on the counter that waves an arm, but not just that, it nods its head too, well, wifey became so mesmerised by it that she started nodding back; just then the waiter appeared and asked if we’d like to order, my wife jumped out of her skin, and said, ‘erm, noddle soup please’ – I enjoyed my Peking duck and she loved her noodles, but I’m not sure I’ll take her back there again!

“We had a family do the other evening and played Charades”, said Babs, “that game where you describe something with actions, not words;  when it was my go, I pretended to chew, pointed to myself, and then to Stuart, well, my nephew suggested I was a cannibal, which was wrong, I reminded them that I am a shepherd and told them I was eating lamb stew – which reminds me, I once asked my partially deaf friend if they play Charades at her Hard-of-Hearing Club, she said yes, but they didn’t use hand gestures because several knew sign language, instead they mutter a clue and solve it by lip reading!”

“An old chap told his doctor he could hardly hear because of wax in his ear”, said Colin, “the doctor asked what ear it was, and the guy said ‘2026’ – sign language is the least spoken language on earth, it’s quite handy though  – I know several jokes in sign language, I bet you’ve never heard them – the police arrested a mime artist and told him he had the right to remain silent – I was kicked out of the mime school for something I said – nodding has its ups and downs – they say you should lean forward when you nod, I’m inclined to agree – the letter x wasn’t angry, just a little cross – Chinese dumplings weigh wonton – the only thing I don’t like about duck in a Chinese restaurant is the bill – Susan was fired from the Chinese restaurant for being lazy….!”

As Landlord Len relaxed upstairs after another busy session, his mind went back to something special he and his dearly departed Maggie often did, “we’d look along the bar at each other, smile and nod”, he muttered, “our silent way of saying I love you” ….. ‘you can’t see me now’, she whispered in his ear, ‘but you don’t need to, we know we’ll always love each other, together or apart’.

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Thanks to Denise at GirlieOnTheEdge for hosting Six Sentence Stories where the given word is Nod.

101 words (tut-tut!)

Seeing the picture reminded me of a story I wrote about my friend Rosey back in 2015. Here’s a shortened version

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My friend Rosey had never used the public pool, only her parents’ private one.

When we suggested visiting it, she was horrified. She said people peed in it. I said that was only allowed in the corners. If she swam in the centre, she’d be alright! Eventually, she agreed to come.

As she ventured in and edged forward, a siren screeched. We’d not warned her about the Mega-Wave feature! She screamed as if she was witnessing a tsunami!  We scrambled to her rescue and hauled her out.

Then she said we’d spoiled her fun and leapt back in! 

You can’t win with Rosey!

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Poke a Froggie to visit the squares!

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The original story is HERE should you wish to read it!.

Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

Pics!

For Wordless Wednesday and bloghops here, there and everywhere

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I took these pictures 8 years ago whilst visiting my daughter and son-in-law in Scotland. It still seems like yesterday!

Click pics to enlarge!

One misty moisty morning...

On the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond

And then the sun appeared!

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We took a boat trip on Loch Katrine…

…and visited Glen Coe

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…then went here, there and everywhere!

It was worth getting splashed!

I think we deserve a wee dram at a local distillery!

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Thank you, Penny and Martin!

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I said, he said

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I did it! I went trekking in the mountains. I couldn’t wait to tell my friends all about it. I arranged to meet them in the pub.

“It was quite tiring but so worth the effort”, I said.

“Of course it was”, said Colin, “because you don’t everest!”

I politely laughed then carried on. ”It was very quiet, I hardly heard a sound. As I walked through a valley I couldn’t resist having a quick yodel, you should have heard it echo!”

“How do mountains hear?” asked Colin, “with mountaineers!”

“I smiled then continued, ”I spent my nights in a little tent. One morning I awoke to find an owl sitting on a nearby rock, I really wasn’t expecting that1”

“It probably spent its nights in a hootel”, quipped Colin. 

“Why do you keep butting in with silly jokes?”, I said.

“Because mountains are hill areas!”, he replied.

I was becoming extremely frustrated. “You are like a volcano”, I told him.

“Why?”, he asked.

”Because you keep interrupting”.

He was the only one of us that didn’t laugh!

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Thanks to Sadje for hosting What Do You See?

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Wordle 775

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When an enormous superstore opened near the town, it sounded the death knell for several of the little shops that had served the local community for generations. Most saw a drop in profits, two closed down within weeks. Even their Mayor had been complicit in agreeing to its opening, an evil and cold hearted thing for a person in his position to do.

Hungry not to be one of the casualties Andre Prennure came up with a plan. By his reckoning things would improve as soon as his first phase began to stream.

Some however saw it as pure folly, and sadly they were right for his became the third shop to shut its doors. You can hardly blame him for trying though, can you?

He works at the superstore now.

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Thanks to Brenda for hosting The Sunday Whirl where today’s given words are – casualties phase profit drop folly cold hungry dawn complicit stream reckoning

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100 words!

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I’ve been invited to a tea party. That’s nice – or it would be if I hadn’t been asked to bake and take some scones.

I’ve found two recipes, do I make them this way or that way? This way looks the simplest. 

What a sticky mess! 

Plan B. I’ll go back and try the other way.

No, that’s worse! I’m due there soon!

Plan C. Buy some ready made ones on the way there.

This supermarket’s huge. Are they this way or that way?

Look, there they are – or they were, they’ve only sold out. 

Now what?

Plan D…..

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Prod Froggie to visit the squares!

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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers

PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox

Today is….erm

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I like Tuesday evenings. That’s when my favourite television programme’s on! I put a log on the fire, poured myself a glass of wine and sat myself down in eager anticipation. Imagine my disappointment when it didn’t appear!

Something wasn’t right. Then it occured to me. Perhaps it wasn’t Tuesday, it must have been Wednesday. As if that wasn’t bad enough, I had a date arranged, a first date with someone I’d found on Tinder. We were meant to meet on the bench outside McDonalds where I was to treat her to a meal, I thought that might impress her.

It was six-thirty-five. I had just twenty-five minutes to get there. I could drive but it was a roundabout route. Walking would be quicker thanks to that handy footbridge over the river.

I got there five minutes late and she was nowhere to be seen. I waited and waited then gave up and strolled home.

The next evening, I sat in front of my telly looking forward to my second favourite TV show. Guess what? That didn’t appear either! Then my phone rang. A young lady said she was fed up with waiting and told me to forget it.

Oh no, it wasn’t Thursday, it was Wednesday. My Tuesday programme had been cancelled thanks to some football match!

I’ve got a date with another young lady on Friday, same place same time. That’s tomorrow, isnt it? No it’s….oh, for goodness sake, what is the matter with me!

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Thanks to Sadje for hosting What Do You See?

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Wordle 774

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Here comes Bob. His name’s actually Robert but he has trouble pronouncing his R’s, and Wobert sounds a bit odd!

I’ve known him since our school days. We were in a sweet shop once and he pointed to the bars of chocolate and asked for one. The assistant showed him a bar of dark chockie and asked if it was the one he wanted. Bob said ‘wight’ meaning right, but the guy misunderstood him and changed for a bar of the white stuff!

He still laughs about the time he went to a speech therapist. He said, ‘I’m having twouble with my R’s, and the therapist said, ‘you need to see a doctor not me’!

He’s great at playing Scwabble. For some reason, he always gets the W tiles and never the R’s, but he doesn’t seem to mind because W’s are worth four times as much! His score spiwals up as yours stands still.

He’s someone worth knowing, an impressive guy. Tall, handsome, polite, generous, not a care in the world. He’s impossible to wind up and has a handshake as firm as a vice. My hand’s still wounded from the last time we met!

He’s getting married to the love of his life soon. The only problem is, her name’s Ruby. They’ll probably become known as Bob and Booby!

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If you are in the UK you’ll no doubt remember this hilarious clip from one our greatest TV comedies ever, Only Fools and Horses!

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Thanks to Brenda for hosting The Sunday Whirl where this week’s words are – firm vice world wind cares someone worth wound word here seem spiral