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I used to do things two times a day. My clock did it so why shouldn’t I? Doing things more than once was fun, so good they named it twice! A drink at lunchtime, a drink in the evening. A smoke in the morning a smoke in the afternoon!
Once, two amazing things happened on the same day – I won the lottery and my ex wife said she wanted to marry me again, what a coincidence!
It was not as good as you might imagine. In no time at all I was doing as I was told, and never things I enjoyed more than once a day. One Time Wendy I called her.
On one occasion she even moaned when I used the same word twice in the same sentence; ‘enough is enough’, she said which was somewhat ironic!
She even changed my treasured analogue clock for a digital one. Now eight sixteen in the evening has become twenty sixteen, or something like that. How stupid!
Like I said, I used to do things twice a day – oh, sorry Wendy, I shouldn’t have said it again!
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Ha.. Love this. Hope only part of it is true..Clever be it fact or fiction. You are a wit!!!
Thank you! Pure fiction I can assure you – her name wasn’t Wendy!
To the curb with Wendy!
Oh, yes!
I’m thinking he should do something a second time… Make Wendy his ex again 😉
I’m beginning to think he should, though doing it twice would be breaking the rules!
He definitely should… and those are HER rules so… 😉
Haha! I think it’s unanimous. Wendy’s gotta go!
A bit of a risk, but one worth takin!
Aww, shame….
😆oh no – never go back if it was crap the first time it’s bound to be the second time around- and what a waste of that lottery money- great write Keith 😂
twice is nice, or, one and done, you decide )
Oh, that Wendy! Time for her to go.
I really enjoyed this, especially how you read it to us.
I don’t know if this is a true story or not, but my mother always told me things end for a reason, you can’t just go back to how things used to be…Wendy for example.
Keith, what a great direction in which you took the photos. “Never go back,” the wise elders used to say when I was growing up…perhaps there is a little bit of truth in that. A wonderful tale, and I sense a bit of a cautionary tale as well. Excellent.
Very cleverly written story Keith. I loved your story. It’s a joke that a stopped clock also shows correct time twice a day. Thanks for joining in.