It wasn’t my fault. There were tangled cables everywhere. A Health and Safety Officer’s worst nightmare.
I’m skilled at my job, a janitorial professional. I’ve actually been nominated for this year’s Golden Toilet Brush Award.
But even I couldn’t help getting my broom tangled up in those leads causing a microphone stand to topple onto a drum, which dropped to the floor and rolled into a double bass, which fell onto a keyboard that tipped over landing on some electric device, which sparked, smoked and burst into flames.
And worst of all? My precious broom caught fire while beating it out!
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and Dale Rogerson for the picture.
Everyone assumes he’s a jolly chap with an outgoing personality. Well, he is for a couple of weeks a year, but he’s actually a private person who leads a quiet life in a remote little cottage with just a few pets for company. When going out, he tries his best to disguise himself, but I know who he is!
Sadly, his precious wife Nora passed away a while back. Every year, early in December he makes his way to the churchyard clutching a bouquet and his guitar. He kneels beside her grave, neatly arranges the flowers. then strums a few chords and quietly sings ‘It’ll be a blue Christmas without you’.
He stands, kisses his hand and gently strokes the words on the gravestone, ‘Nora, beloved wife of Nick’.
Then he walks home with a spring in his step, soon to emerge looking resplendent in his red cloak and hat. He gives his sleigh a polish and grooms his reindeer ready to set off around the world to deliver joy and happiness to children big and small!