Ruby and Monty.

Ruby and Monty, enough said!!

Turn round

Sipralling out of control

This life will swallow me whole.

I really am lost , no hope

Washed up lost can’t cope.
Each day presents challenges new

Puzzles and maizes to work my through.

Yet I can’t give up, I can give in

I shall just carry on, push up and win.

Twittering Tale #35 – 20 June 2017

This is my entry to Kat Myrman of Like Murcury Colliding‘s weekly Twittering Tales Prompt. Feel free to join in , Rules and Pingback Here

Working her tables being the sweetest waitress ever. This was a lucrative hunting area. There’s always plenty of prey for a thirsty Vampire.
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Thursday photo prompt #writephoto. The Tunnel

This is my entry for Thursday photo prompt  #writephoto. Inspired by Sue Vincent.

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The Tunnel

There it was again that faint mermering coming from the cave. He moved closer to the entrance spread his arms across the opening and listened.

He was sure he could hear voices. Standing with the noonday sun behind him shilouetting his form he looked very tall. 

No way was he going to enter the tunnel, he was no fool. He knew it was all too easy to get lost in these caves. So he stayed outside in the sun and listened. Way down at the end of the tunnel she watched him, not sure if what she saw was real or not. The bright light seemed to confuse her. 

Suddenly she was disturbed by the sense of someone standing behind her. “What are you doing” snapped an irritated voice, ” we are late my watch has stopped again” She ignored the voice watching, intently the figure at the end of the tunnel.

“Come on ” the voice announced. As the tick tock got on her nerves. “Alright!” Hissed Alice as she span around. Coming face to face with a giant white rabbit dressed in a morning suit. “What is the hurry” she enquired.  “Well the Mad Hatter has invited us for tea and the Queen is dropping in too and I hear there will be jam tarts”

“Do you think he could come” asked Alice nodding towards the entrance. “Don’t be daft” replied the 10ft rabbit, “he is just a figment of your imagination, not real at all.”

“Right” said Alice and they clip clopped and flip flopped deeper into the tunnel.

Back out in the sunshine Mark finally decided he had imagined  the voices and went back to join his friends who were having a picnic by the croquet lawn.

One Liner​ Wednesday: Alternative Dictionary.

My version of the Alternative Dictionary.

With a heads up to Dale Cooper ! 

Contactless : wearing glasses.

#1LineWeds

#writespiration #120#52 weeks in 52 Words Week 25

This week  for #writespiration Sacha Black wants us to write our story from the point of view of Death personified. 

This needs to be done in 52 Words no more no less.

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Death in the phyciotrist chair. 

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It’s not easy being Death. People  don’t warm to me. I can clear a room in seconds at a party! It might be my clothes, I can look a tad goth but black’s always stylish.

It’s so hurtful when you guys don’t want to accompany me. I am just doing my job.

Wordless Wednesday. Just for Ruby!

Ps. 10 seconds after Hubby put the brolly up for her Ruby moved into the shade!