Friday, November 06, 2015

My Sunday Twosome


Of this week’s twelve words at Sunday’s Whirligig I have used these eleven. Despair, dreams, miracle, shining, happiness, greet, swagger, mysterious, bear, expulsion and wrists 




Rosey, behave!


I despair of my friend Rosey sometimes!

A few of us were enjoying a post bonfire night tincture in a pub in Lewes when in swaggered a beaming Malcolm with a beautiful blonde on his arm. They were both somehow shining with happiness if you know what I mean.

Before he had a chance to greet us, Rosey was up on her feet giving him a kiss and a bear hug. "Who are you then?" she asked as she released him, looking the mysterious young lady up and down. How embarrassing! I grabbed her arm a tugged her down onto her chair.

Malcolm introduced us to Suzanne. I have to say she was a lovely looking young lady. Rosey caught me gazing at her a little longer than I should have. "In your dreams" she said to me, a little too loudly.  "It would take a miracle for you to......" I placed my hand across her mouth.

‘Oh dear’ said Rosey to Suzanne taking her hand and looking closely at a little mark on her wrist. ‘Nasty bruise there Suzanne. Are your handcuffs not covered in fur?’

‘Expulsion time’ I thought to myself! I suggested I take Rosey for a burger and a strong coffee, and leave the others to it.

"As long as you are paying" she said, and with that, we wandered off into the night as fireworks soared and sparkled in the sky above. But I’d had more than enough fireworks for one night!




The given word at this week's Sunday Scribblings 2 is Passage

Passage to Upper Whistleton

Author E L Forster sent a schoolmistress and her friend on a passage to India. Many years ago, the British government granted willing emigrators a ten pound passage to Australia. I took a passage to France and stayed there for many a year before ‘passaging back’ to dear old Blighty.

Bill Brewster took a passage to his next village. Not quite the same thing you say. But to a man who had never strayed more than three miles from the cottage he was born in, it was like entering a different universe.

He never explained why he did it though stories abound. From ‘he fancied a change’ to ‘he fell out with old Mother Midgley from the corner shop’. Some speculate that he had a romantic liaison with a  lady from Upper Whistleton, but as a lifelong bachelor, it seemed highly unlikely.

His old cottage has remained empty since he left. Except that is for a  glossy black cat that is seen climbing through an open window several times a day, or sitting on the still manicured front lawn watching the locals going about their daily  business.

Funny thing is nobody recalls Bill Brewster ever owning a cat. And no one ever sees anybody tending the garden.

Strange lot, village folk.





15 comments:

  1. I am sure there are still some village oldies that are reluctant to move after many years in one place. Now had someone slipped something in Rosey's drink as she was more over the top than usual? Surely she didn't have a crush on Malcolm did she?

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    1. She was way over the top especially when it came to putting Suzanne in her place. Malcolm thought Christmas had come early!

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  2. Rosey and her big mouth. :)
    This is a nice read.

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    1. Yea, she's a wicked little woman! Thanks Lux G.

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  3. That Rosey tears me up! The black cat freaks me out a little bit... Have a great weekend, Keith!

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    1. She would tear me up if she could, telling you all these stories! Thanks Shadow.

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  4. Village folk are indeed strange..and oddly there is a rangy old cat mewing like a baby outside as I read - unfortunately none of my neighbours have disappeared however..sigh..and Rosey - well was she helping or otherwise! (The great thing about imaginary friends is you can send them off for a burger on their own and pursue real people in their absence..shh ;)

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    1. ...and you can switch imaginary friends on and off as required. (Rosey? Imaginary?..shh!))

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    2. Well I say that but i think a certain little someone is running the show - sigh

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  5. Love the Jae's comment...Nice read. :)

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    1. Trouble is, Jae's comments are often better than the original piece! Thanks humbird.

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  6. What a delightful duet. You create amazing imagery with your words.

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  7. sometimes, diverging opinions do help us see the other side of the river,
    powerful opening.

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