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Landlord Len has placed a shroud upon his pub sign for reasons which will become apparent should you make it as far as sentence five!

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That’s Will over there, sitting alone, staring at his half pint of Boredom beer, it’s said that should you stare at him for a while without blinking, your eyes will slowly begin to close and you’ll fall asleep due to the soperific aura that surrounds him.
He’s the manager of Bucks Bank in the nearby town and he’s not particularly liked due to his reluctance to offer financial assistance to the locals when it’s urgently required – he once said that money doesn’t grow on trees which begs the question, why do banks have branches?
A couple of years ago the area suffered a period of torrential rainfall, which for Vernon the Veggie farmer proved to be a ‘pane in the glass’, as the roof of his greenhouse began to let gallons of water through thereby ruining his crop of leeks, and so he visited Will the Banker (colloquially known as Bill the……!) to request a loan in order to repair said roof, but to no avail.
Landlord Len also fell foul of a flood, as the river passing The Baaamy Inn burst its banks resulting in his collection of garden tables and chairs being washed downstream never to be seen again; similarly his plea for pounds was refused; I remember the ensuing discussion – give ducks the bill, said Arthur, that’s quakers, said Colin, wadd’le he do? asked Fred!
This weekend, weather permitting, the Baaamy Faaarmers Maaarket will be taking place where we’ll be able to purchase all kinds of seasonal produce from spring onions to spring lamb, and in keeping with an ancient tradition Landlord Len will place a shroud over the pub’s sign; legend has it that many years ago the sheep depicted on the sign was seen to shed a tear as it overlooked the butcher’s stall.
That’s odd, Will the Banker is smiling, now he’s standing, he’s about to speak…. “I’m retiring”, he says, “free at last from the financial shackles that kept me from you; the drinks are on me, no longer will I drink a loan!”

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Thanks to Denise at GirlieOnTheEdge for hosting Six Sentence Stories. This week’s given word is Bank.

groan – I really did groan all through the story. Had no idea it would rhyme with the ending word.
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You had no Sighdea? I’m sure you didn’t groan alone
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I’s say you banked this one, marvellously, Keith. After all why does a “which begs the question, why do banks have branches” LOL!! Good one. Great story.
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I’m really pleaed you enjoyed it, Suzette, thank you!
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You are very welcome, Keith. Cheers.
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Lots of friends now, Will will have.
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A new beginning! Cheers, Christine!
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Hah! Easy to be friends now…
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That’s all it took!
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Uh huh!
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from the comments above it is clear that I am a loan in my reaction
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I hope you didn’t lose interest!
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roundly done!
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Thanks, Beth!
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Oh gosh, I’ve missed your humor!!–so glad to be back with a fresh blog, and finding you still here.
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You are back indeed, what a lovely surprise!
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Oh thank you for the welcome–it’s wonderful to be back!! Take good care, Keith.
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Nice ending with Will the Banker no longer having to drink a loan.
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Free to be one of the lads at last!
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It’s so good to retire!!
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Don’t I just know it?!!
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An absolute joy to read. Loved “why do banks have branches”. I shall forever remember this.
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Thanks so much for your generous words, Misky!
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Good for Bill. Excellent story writing Keith. Love your clever wordplay my friend
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I’m so pleased you liked it, Sadje, thank you!
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You’re always welcome
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Only you could write such a fun tale, Keith.
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