Apr 21, 2022 – willowdot21

Maggie is back this week with our prompt for Throwback Thursday.

This week’s prompt is: Things I Miss.

This week Maggie says : This week think about objects or places you miss having in your life. It could be a favorite toy, a photograph, a favorite hang-out, a favorite store or shop, a collectible, a favorite pair of jeans, or old movie ticket stubs. It can be anything your little heart desires. Write about one thing or write about a few. You’re running the show this week!

Throwback Thursday the Brain Child of Maggie and Lauren.

Now there are a lot of things I miss some are tangible and some are more feelings. Where shall I start. Maybe the things I took for granted but are now gone.

Mum and Dad, our old house in London…., Having meals cooked for me, my washing and ironing done oh! so many things I miss.

Let’s now go for the tangible.

I had a beautiful suede coat full length, huge collar and a belt. It really kept me warm in the winter….I don’t know when or where it went! I can’t find a photo of it but I also miss my smelly Afghan coat!

The first telephone we had in the family home it was green and so cool! They don’t make them any more. But I think you might be able to buy them.

Three outside our house that would blossom white on the left and pink on the white. Infact I also miss the gate it was wooden , painted green and someone was always shouting “shut the gate” to keep the dog in! My next sister my cousin and I the gate and the tree( sister sitting on the gate the tree just in view but not in blossom)

After I broke my back the second time I relearned to walk listening to Imogen Heap on my head phones. I emailed her and told her who much she had helped me. She took the time to email me back she was so supportive and sadly I lost that email.. I honestly really regret that! My fault. There other things but I can’t think of them now.

Here is song by Imogen Heap about missing childhood. The last train home.

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a black traditional style lamppost set beside a stone pathway in amongst some hedging.

Lamppost – Image by KL Caley

This week Morgarna are worried and unsettled while Morgause is left under the care of the Lady of the Lake……

After breakfast Morgarna cleared away the dishes and tidied up after Merlin, with a waive of her hand. “No magic” she muttered “after the week we’ve had what does he expect?”
She just couldn’t settle as she thought about Morgause sleeping the sleep of the not quite dead under the care of Vivianne the Lady of the Lake. Lighting a cigarette Morgarna said out loud “I don’t trust her, I really don’t trust her”
“What you mean babes, is, you don’t like her, are you jealous?” Merlin’s voice sounded in her head”
“Jealous, what of? No I am not! Just get out of my head”

Later she joined Merlin in the office just off of the Lab, he was busy with his laptop and crystal ball. “How are you fixed babes ” he asked looking up .
“Why” asked Morgarna “Have we got a new job come in?”
“Yup if your up for it” Merlin said spinning round on his chair to look her in the eye.
Stubbing her cigarette out on his desk ( making him wince) she blew a lung full of smoke in his direction and replied. “I don’t see why not. I can’t do anything for little Sis she in the best of hands apparently” as she said the last part she made imaginary speech marks in the air with her fore and index fingers of both hands .
Merlin smiled,”your rather angsty for someone who doesn’t care about me”

Later after she’d changed and sorted her bag Morgarna headed off with no destination in mind, she knew the Anomaly would find her.
As it was she did not get far, as she turned into a wooded alleyway with bushes and lush greenery she saw an old lamppost and above it the Anomaly, as ever she jumped.

As she landed she notice she was in the same place but checking her phone she saw she was one hundred and fifty years in the past. It was dark and the lamplight was on, she could hear the hiss of the gas.
Looking in her notes she turned on her heels and headed back towards where the lab would stand in the future. There was a chill in the air and Morgarna had the distinct feeling she was not alone on the path .

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THIS IS PART OF K.L. CALEY’S #writephoto.