For Six Sentence Stories where this week’s given word is FUSE.
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It was another evening at The Baaamy Inn and Ted was telling his fellow farmers about the problem he had with his electrics the other day; “everything went off”, he said, “I thought it might have been a blown fuse, but it wasn’t, I didn’t fancy delving any deeper because last time I fiddled with the wiring I touched a live and one my hair stood on end for a week, so I called Sid the Sparkie and asked him to come as soon as possible because I didn’t fancy watching the television by candle light, anyway, he soon sorted it out but you won’t believe what he charged” – “Watt he charged”, said Colin “haha!”
“That’s the same Sid that plays footie for the village team”, said Arthur, “I went to match on Sunday and all hell broke loose because one of home team deliberately pushed over a rival before scoring a goal and the referee shouted ‘foul’, well Sid’s mates were furious and suddenly a row broke out with foul language flying back and forth, I’ve never heard so many f…you’s!”
The door creaked open and in walked Patsy from the knitting circle and she looked very different, instead of her usual shoulder length grey hair she was sporting a new look, a mass of tight bright red curls; the other ladies were staring in disbelief and muttering to themselves as she approached them; “what’s the fuss about?”, she asked, “well”, said Poppy, “it looks like someone’s tipped a bowl of fusilli pasta in tomato sauce over your head, Pasta Patsy……only kidding… only kidding!”
That reminded Babs about what happened when her grandson came for supper last week, “I made us some spaghetti and meatballs”, she said, “he couldn’t get the hang of eating by twisting his fork round and round so more ended up in his lap that in his mouth, so I chopped it up so he could eat it with a spoon; he still took ages to eat it so I said ‘hurry up it’s almost past ‘ya bedtime’, and my hubby started laughing ‘pasta bedtime he said, very funny!”
All this talk of blown fuses and pasta set Colin off, “I made a pasta dish by infusing it in broth then topping it with a fusion of herbs and mushrooms, that’s the kind of food fun guys make – grate to meet you said the pasta to the cheese – I like green pasta, lingreene – pasta suffering from a cold is called mac ‘n sneeze – I bought some expensive pasta, it was worth every penne – there’s a new restaurant that fuses Chinese and Middle Eastern food, it’s called ‘Wok like an Egyptian’ – I asked an electrician to fix the electricity in my house, he re-fused – what do you get if you fuse an elephant with a rhino? ‘ell if I know……..”
After everyone had gone, Landlord Len wandered out into the garden; in the middle of the lawn there’s a beautiful fuchsia bush that Maggie once planted, she always said the flowers reminded her of little ballerinas; they liked dancing and often they’d waltz their way round and around and around it, occasionally treading on each other’s toes, but that was all part of the fun; “may I have the pleasure…?” he asked.
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*I used quite a few variants of this week’s word – incase you didn’t notice, fuse became – fuss, fusilli, fusion, infusion, fuchsia, refused and … f-you’s. Fortunately, Len didn’t hear that one!
Thanks to Denise at GirlieOnTheEdge for being our host.



Lovely story Keith. I love the cooking/food puns..penne…LOL!!
P.S. I like tenderhearted touch you often place at the end of the stories at the Baaamy Inn with a little closing sentence on Len’s memories of Maggie.
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Thanks so much, Suzette, I like to show Len’s softer side!
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Awesomeness!
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Funny stories Keith. You’re so good at this pun- fun.
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It’s kind of you to say so, thank you, Sadje.
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You’re most welcome 🙏🏼
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I am in love with this! I cannot even get my head around how quick you are with the puns!
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I surprise myself sometimes! Thanks, Jodi.
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Brilliant use of word variations!
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Thanks, Reena, it offered so many possibilities!
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Way late lunch at work and I just read your Six. Thanks for the laughter, Keith. Brightened my day!
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I’m delighted to have amused you, Denise!
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what’s all the fuss-u’s about? )
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Fuss knows!
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And, of course, the wonderful line about mushrooms being what a fun guy/fungi makes, clever.
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The old puns are the best ones! Thanks, Mimi.
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Nice one from Colin: “pasta suffering from a cold is called mac ‘n sneeze”
And nice remembrance of Len’s dancing with Maggie after everyone went home.
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Thank you so much, Frank, I’m pleased you enjoyed it.
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So good Keith!
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GREAT STORY, KEITH
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Thank you SO much!
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I like Patsy’s hair… very red!!😉
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I saw a picture of a bowl of curly fusilli in tomato sauce before writing the story, and that’s what inspired the sentence!
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I didn’t fancy watching the television by candle light
ba-rum-bump (fave joke this week)
(really enjoy your coda on these Sixes)
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I wasn’t sure if anyone would get it – except you of course!
Thank you.
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Babs’ grandson might’ve done better with fusilli pasta. Just sayin’…
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