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What’s for dinner today?   How I hate hearing that every morning!

if it was up to me I wouldn’t bother!

Don’t get me wrong…I do enjoy cooking. It’s just that I don’t feel the need for meat and three or four veg everyday ,but it has to be served up, on time without fail. it means that no other activities can take place  unless warning has been given in advance.

Then of course those activities are overshadowed with worry about what time I should be back!

I am rationing myself to at least one outing a month sometimes being away for the whole day. Then my husband manages to make himself a meal!!

This week my outing was to London to hear the Brandenburg Choral Society perform Vivaldi’s Gloria and other beautiful pieces at the Temple church, in company of a good friend.

today’s menu?

Chicken in honey and mustard…

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Thursday Photo Prompt, #writephoto, Child,

This is  my entry for Sue Vincent of Daily Echo‘s #writephoto prompt.

​You have to use the image below to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, by noon (GMT)  Wednesday 3rd May and link back to Sue’s post here with a pingback. Please make sure that the pingback works and if not, copy and paste your link into the comments section of that post.

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Thursday Photo Prompt, #writephoto, Child,

When Rachel awoke two days later she was destraugt to learn of her loss. So deep was her pain and grief that Lisa feared she would loose her.

Slowly Rachel responded to Lisa’s kindness and took food and water. To Lisa’s surprised Rachel refused to morph in to a human and remained wolf. 

After a week she was strong again and told Lisa she was leaving.  Lisa asked her to stay but Rachel said she had to find  Mathew.

Lisa, reading Rachel’s thoughts could tell that Hope was upsetting her, a constant reminder of her loss.

So Rachel bid Lisa and Hope a loving farewell and promised to return as soon as she could.

Left alone Lisa got out the toys she readied for her child. Beautiful things she had collected over the years some in payment for her healing ways from the villagers and some from her childhood.

Rachel set of to West in search of her lover, her loss raw and gnawing. 

Lisa could feel the need in Hope to learn and fast. 

She showed the child what she had gathered. The Rocking Horse, the dolls in the cradle, the dolls house..

The 10 day old infant smiled. Telepathically Lisa heard Hope say “teach me your ways read to me from your magic books.”

Lisa smiled and did as Hope asked.

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Writespiration#113 52 Weeks in 52 Words.Week 17

For this week’s #writespiration  from the wicked genius that is  Sacha Black  the prompt is: 

“The bitch was right.”

we have 52 words with which to write a story using the above theme/prompt and write it in just 52 words…. EXACTLY, no more, no less.

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Why hadn’t I taken note. Her message was clear! Don’t take that route it’s not safe. She couldn’t of made  more effort to warn but, no, as  ever I was right.

So here I am crumpled in this  muddy ditch. She is up on the road barking. Damn the bitch was right.