The Sunday Whirl

Posted Sunday May 22

This week's given words are itch, track, nights, spring, willing, mission, bell, sense, lost, stand, pay and gloss.

He spends his nights awake. A lost soul, sleep denied him by the haunting knell of a mission bell deep in the recesses of his troubled mind. Perhaps one day he will come to his senses, stand up to the demons within and be willing to set off along the winding track to redemption. To drink at last from the fount of all wisdom, the cleansing water of the eternal spring. To repay his debt no matter what hardship it demands Until then, the mission bell will beckon unheeded. Until then.

  

My friend Rosey was itching to tell me a joke the other day. 'This bloke scrounged a lift home in a car from the DIY store. He had a tin of paint. The driver was worried about it tipping over and spilling, so he suggested wrapping it in his jacket. The bloke said  'It's not gloss paint so it doesn't need an undercoat'

Yes, I thought that too! Bless her.

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