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Ted entered The Baamy Inn with a new addition to the fold, the lady who’s recently purchased the vineyard on the hillside; “hello, I’m Winnie”, she said, “I’ve taken over from cummudgenly Claud, you remember him, when tending the vines he did nothing but whine – by the way Reverend, how come you are a member of the group?”, “well”, said Dick the Vic, “Arthur has a flock of sheep, I have a flock of churchgoers!”
“Talking of my fold, last Sunday a child started to feel ill during the service so his grandmother told him to go outside and find a bush to throw up in, when he came back she asked if he’d found a bush and he said he didn’t need to because there was a box by the door that said ‘for the sick’ ”
“My boy’s taken up that hobby where you fold bits of paper”, said George, “salami, no, macrame, no, origami – yes that’s it, he makes the most amazing paper aeroplanes, unfortunately one hit me in the eye the other day, when I complained he said I should have seen in coming. it was in plane sight!”; Natilie at the knitting circle who’d been eavesdropping said, “Meg told me she’s going to start selling macrame bras, knickers, vests and socks to keep people cool if there’s another heatwave, I said ‘I don’t know about about cool, but they’ll definitely be highly strung’ ”
“I tried going to the shop that sells paper but it’s folded”, said Arthur, ”so I thought perhaps the supermarket sold it, the one where your daughter works Colin; well I could find any so I asked your gal if they did, and if so where it was; she said ‘we sell it by the ream, it’s ‘tween the beans and the cream – only yolking, it’s opposite the eggs in a pile in the next aisle’!”
That was just the intro that quipper Colin needed, “paper airplanes that can’t fly are stationary – origami belts are a waist of paper – an old lady that likes origami is an origrani – folding cookies is called Oreo-gami – the popularity of origami has increased ten fold – I gave up origami, I was fed up with all the paperwork – I don’t know why I bought a blindfold, I can’t see myself wearing it – the nun became addicted to knitting because the needles were habit forming – a priest that becomes a lawyer is a father-in-law – origami is the art of the fold, grandpa passing wind is the fart of the old…..” –”OY”, shouted Landlord Len, ”I don’t allow crude jokes in my pub!”
After everyone had gone, Len started clearing up, as he folded a tea towel he remembered how Maggie used to complain about the way he folded his shirts and trousers, so he thought he’d be extra careful – corners to corners, left to right, smooth it down – “how’s that Maggie?”, he asked, “just fine”, she whispered.
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Thanks to Denise at GirlieOnTheEdge for hosting Six Sentence Stories where this week’s given word is Fold.



Well done, Keith. And Len is so attentive to Maggie’s memory. Beautiful.
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Always is, always will be. Thanks, Suzette.
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You are welcome, Keith.
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Nice ones from Colin especially how he flipped “art of the fold” around.
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I liked it even thogh Len was not impressed! Thanks, Frank.
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Well, someone had the bright idea to see crochet bikinis once upon a time- so the idea of macramé underthings doesn’t sound too far off base! hee-hee
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Rather you than me!
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For the sick …. oh, Lord! Not the donation they were hoping for!
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Certainly not! Cheers, Nancy.
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Here’s hoping the macrame clothing people aren’t too tightly wound!
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Let’s hope knot!
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well done
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Love these Keith.
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Thanks, Di!
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I’ll fold right now and not compete with your puns. Thanks for the smiles.
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Your comment creased me up, Mimi!
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Tee-hee, too many folds for me!
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You have such a good vocabulary of words Keith and puns too.
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“...origami belts are a waist of paper“
I’m with Suzette, the last (of these Sixes) are the best…
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After a full day of unstoppable puns and wordplay, it’s a blessing to have a mindful ritual of what’s most important. G’night Maggie, sweet ghost!
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