keiths ramblings

I’ve taken the liberty of ignoring the dog in the picture and basing my tale just on the headstone!     Little Millie lived with her mum and dad in a cottage next to the village church. One afternoon Millie came in wearing a garland of flowers in her hair. ‘I told you never to… Continue reading Sunday Photo Fiction

. He was hoping for a watch. A carriage clock would have been nice. But no, he was given a glass bowl. Forty-nine years, three months and six days he worked for the bank. Almost fifty years and all he got as a retirement gift was a bowl. Too big for his corn flakes, too… Continue reading Friday Fictioneers

Priceless Joy has taken a break for a couple of weeks, so I thought I'd look back to the first piece I wrote for the challenge in 2015!     oooooo– wooooo – my, this ships rolling. I just missed my mouth with a fork full of food and nearly stuck it in my eye. ooooooo –… Continue reading FFfAW – looking back!

    I’m very late. I need to cross the road but it’s so busy. There must be a gap in the traffic soon. Come on, come on… Ah, a tunnel under the road. I’ll use that. There are lots of steps. Whoops, nearly tumbled. So many people. I’ll weave in and out. Excuse me,… Continue reading Sunday Photo Fiction

  . She loved her gardening boots. Had them for years. ‘I don’t need new ones’ she’d say. ‘I just patch them up to keep them going’. She even gave them names! Jim and Jan. She’d talk to them, consult them on what to plant here, what to dig up there. She recently went to… Continue reading Friday Fictioneers

December 17th 1903 “Do I have to?” begged Orville. “Yes” said Wilbur. “Well I’ve changed my mind” “You'll be alright. I’m your brother. I wouldn’t ask you to if it was dangerous". “Why me, not you?” pleaded Orville. “Because I don’t like heights,” said Wilbur. “Hop aboard. I’ll surround you with cushions, so if it goes wrong you… Continue reading FFfAW

Sunday Photo Fiction. Colin the Curator heard a squeaking sound coming from the Safari section. He rushed in to find one of the elephants was shrinking! ‘I knew it was a bad idea saving money by buying inflatables’ he muttered. His red-faced assistant Rory was clutching a piece of paper. ‘When I said put a… Continue reading A story in 191 words

.   Clutching my wife’s shopping list, I headed for the mall. Suddenly the wind snatched it from my hand. It disappeared from view pressed against a car windscreen. Unfortunately, I hadn't read it. Being in urgent need of a pee, I thought I’d call home from the public loo. As I started dialling my mobile… Continue reading Friday Fictioneers

    Tick tock, here he comes, tick tock, right on time, tick tock, twelve o'clock, tick tock….. Ten he said, three four, right-hand side, five six, over there, seven eight... nine....ten…. In he comes, through the door, I hear his steps, first floor, nearly here, second floor, knock knock, knock the door. Here’s the… Continue reading FFfAW

It’s hardly surprising that by the end of April the only reflection I saw in the mirror was not of me but my friend Rosey! Writing 26 stories about her was not the easiest of challenges but fun just the same. One thing I had to bear in mind was that whilst Rosey is very… Continue reading A-Z Challenge – Reflections