Keith's Ramblings

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Arthur entered The Baaamy Inn with red marks all over his black jacket; ”what’s happened to you?”, asked Babs, “well said Arthur, “Len’s got Odd-job Bob doing a bit of repainting  outside and right now he’s scraping the window frames, just as I walked by him a gust of wind blew a load of old paint flakes all over me, you should see your Landrover Fred, it looks like it’s got measles!”

“Talking of flakes” said Ted,  I usually have corn flakes for breakfast but the other day I though I’d go a-la French and try one of those thinks they eat, they’re made of flaky pastry, crescents I think they call ‘em”; “I like the ones filled with chocolate!” said Bill, “pan-o-chocolarse, I call them!”  – “by the way”, said Colin ,”c’wasn’t a cwessent, c’was a croissant!” 

“I used to smoke Gold Flake tobacco”, said Bob, “can’t get it any more though, I remember being given a cigarette by a hippy once and I smoked it whilst walking through the park with him, I started seeing all kinds of weird and wonderful things, so I asked him what he’d put in it and he said it was weed, so the next time I did a bit of gardening I tried smoking some dandelions and stinging nettles but they didn’t have the same effect” – Suzie from the next table leapt to her feet and started to sing, “weed meet again, don’t know where don’t know when…!’’

The ladies of the knitting circle were talking about ice cream, “you can’t beat a ninety-nine”, said Polly, “a crunchy cone filled vanilla ice cream and topped with a chocolate flake!”; “my lad gave some American ice cream the other day”, said Mary, “it tasted of caramel and chocolate and he said it was called fish food, I jokingly said I didn’t know fish ate ice cream and he said of course they do, they sell it in the pet shop – do you think he was kidding me?”

“What do snowmen eat for breakfast?” asked Colin, ”frosted flakes – granola is for ‘ole grannies – angels light cigarettes with a match made in heaven – I Googled cigarette lighter and got lots of matches – seven days without chocolate makes one weak – I turned down a job in an ice cram parlour because I don’t like working on sundaes – which celebrity is always ready for ice cream? Reese with her spoon…..”

And so ended another session at The Baaamy Inn, and just for once, Landlord Len had nothing to complain about; they’d talked about breakfast, ice cream and wacky backy, Suzie from the next table sang a song and Colin told some jokes – here’s to the next time!  

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Thanks to Denise for hosting Six Sentence Stories where this week’s given word is Flake