The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS July 2, 2022.

Badge by Shelley Krupa..

Time for SoCs again, this week Linda’s propmt is : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “—amble.” Add letters to the beginning of “-amble” to make another word or use it as is in your post. Enjoy!

Scrambled has amble at the end, so as I amble along this morning this little Acrostic, Nonet came into my head!

Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com

Scrambled

Scrambled eggs are like my scrambled brain
Clumpes soft and gooie just like my
Random thoughts, I keep stirring
Always having to keep
Moving so that my
Brains won’t addle
Luckily
Eggs fresh
Don’t.

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Hello July. What Day Is It Anyway?

Well here we are another month of normal but not normal. The weather is weird , it’s often all four seasons in one day, my wardrobe has no idea what’s going on ….jumpers and vests, leggings, shorts, sundresses, raincoats, hoodies and jackets…no point in putting anything to one side.

Just when hubby and I thought it was safer out there we both went down with covid, I am left with tiredness and a cough whereas he has a cough exhaustion plus he has an ENT problem exassabated by the covid and is deaf. He has a hospital appointment but apparently there is a 12 months wait!

So covid is still around and contrary to what a lot of people , including our government , it never left. So we just plod along so far this year we have lost out on a Carribbean Holiday, The Queen’s Platinum jubilee celebrations, a concert at the O2, Queen and Adam Lambert, plus numerous outings. I know we have been unlucky because lots of people have managed holidays and outings but hey that’s life.

Anyway LindaGHill was saying she might bring back “what day is it anyway” and Di at pensitivity101 does a daily post I thought I go back to July 1st 2020 and see what was going on?

Okay I went back and looked and all I can guys we are not going back there to read July 1st or anything else from then!

Mother in Law had just died at the age of 100yrs of covid, I’d fallen ill and been hospital had a Cholecystectomy bag fitted which I had to wear for five months before have an operation to have the gall bladder out.

Linda was right every day was the same and it makes depressing reading so onwards and upwards 😁😁😁

Cue Happy Song!

She who hesitates is lost.

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Apparently I have been blogging for eleven years?
Really, I’m surprised I’ve not bored you all to tears.
WordPress sent me a shiny new certificate
Which I forgot to retrieve, until it was too late.
I’ve asked them nicely could I have another copy
As I missed out by being slow and sloppy.
Sadly “no we can’t” was their reply
But they hoped with them I’d continue to fly.
So here I am trying to celebrate
I have no proof I was too late.
Sadly it is a case of she who hesitates loses!
I am not fibbing, this is the *truthies.

💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

*Truthies, poetic license to make the rhyme.

Thank you all for following me !

I am

All💜

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 25, 2022

Hi its Saturday and time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. She popped in yesterday to give us all her prompt, she said: “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “product/produce.” Use one, use them both, use them any way you’d like. Bonus points if you use both. Have fun!”. You can join in here.

Product and Produce

What is the product of twelve and four
Sixteen, no less no more.
Also the shops are full of products
Everything from factory made TVs to rubber ducks.
The farmer toils every day for his produce
Potatoes, greens, wheat and fruit juice.
The market stalls and high street shops
All full of produce and products.

When we are pregnant we produce a child
We love them and they drive us wild
We keep them safe and educate
The product of this is their living fate
The product of a happy life
Be you, husband, sister, brother wife.
Is to go and meet your maker
Who’ll produce a list of your wins or losses be you Buddist or Quaker.

There are more meanings to these words
They can be used often and fly like birds.
But for me my time and rhyme is done.
I hope you’ve liked it and had some fun.

Badge by Shelley Krupa..

K.L. Caley’s #writephoto: Plane.

Plane – Image by KL Caley

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a black and white aeroplane statue surrounded by colourful flowers.

It’s a saucy episode for Morgarna and the nuns I hope no one is offended? This is Part of K.L. Caley’s #writephoto Plane!

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Silently Morgarna turned and slipped back along the path to the Priory. As she left the woods and headed up the lawns towards the priory, she turned and made sure she was not been followed, and turning back toward the priory she scanned the windows to ensure no one was watching her.
She used Mother Superior’s keys to let herself in by a door half way along the building, she headed up the corridor towards Mother Agnes’s room.
Using Agnes’s keys again she let herself into the Mother Superior’s room.
Raising a hand she said ‘okay you can just listen no need for you to speak.” Lighting a cigarette and getting her flask of Bacardi and Coke out of her bag she offered Mother Agnes a drink. The nun shook her head but smiled an enquiring smile at this strange and wild woman!
Taking a drag of her cigarette Morgarna sat opposite Mother and related what she had seen. ” Now tell me sister are there male Carthusian brothers near here?”
Mother Agnes nodded her head,
” Do they want to join you here?”
Another nod from Mother Agnes.
“Okay I take it you are not in favour of this “
Agnes shook her head vehemently.
” Why” asked Morgarna handing Agnes parchment and quill. Sitting down Morgarna finished her cigarette and sipped her Bacardi while Mother Agnes wrote.
Agnes handed Morgarna her reply which Morgarna read.
The brothers are insisting that we vacate this Priory so they can move in, they say being men they take preference over us. It’s not fair Morgarna, we have been here fifty years since I was a young novice. The brothers were here before but they left to join a larger monrastery. Now some of them wish to return. ‘
Morgarna finished reading and put the parchment back on the desk.
“Right’ she said one of the Monks is putting an hallucinagenic powder into your food v
ia the mushrooms I saw a monk do this with my own eyes this evening. Morgarna didn’t need Agnes to write a reply it was actually written all over her face. “Now I have a plan said Morgarna, all I need you to do is not eat the vegetable stew the kitchen nuns have prepared! ” Mother Agnes nodded.


Morgarna joined the other nuns for the evening meal. It was delicious, and Morgarna had two helpings much to the other nuns horror, they were only allowed one helping but Morgarna was a guest after all.
After the meal was cleared away and the Nuns went to the chapel to recite Compline.
The powder was beginning to weave it’s magic the nuns were feeling the effects, there was a lot of giggling and throwing off of robes… The powder had quite an orgasmic effect on everyone.

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Morgarna was rather enjoying herself too, when she noticed a few monks dressed in the same Carthusian robes as the monk in the clearing entering the chapel.
Reluctantly she waved a hand across her forehead and instantly she was back to normal …” Humm” she muttered, I was enjoying that” taking a deep breath she headed for the chapel.


As she walked down the stone hallway towards the chapel she heard a lot of excited sounds… opening the door Morgarna was surprised by the scene that met her. It was a full blown orgy!
Morgarna toyed with the idea of whipping out her special mobile phone and taking some photos… Her better side won and she decided against it!
As she stepped over the entwined bodies some of the monks reached out to touch her….ignoring her pact with Merlin , ‘No magic unless unavailable’, she muttered a few incantations and all the monks penis’s shrunk and then disappeared. This caused so much consideration among the monks that the orgy came to an abrupt end.
Morgarna ignoring the loud protestations from the Monks, waved a hand over all the nuns , immediately they all put on their habits and filed out of the chapel and went to their cells and slept the sleep of the innocent.


Morgarna told the red faced monks to re-robe and follow her to Mother Superior’s room. Mother Agnes was rather surprised but not totally shocked. The monks revield that they were there without the knowledge of their Abbot who had no intention of returning to the priory. These monks were simply indulging their carnal instincts completely of their own volition and were drugging the nuns to get their own way.
Morgarna asked mother Agnes what she wanted to do.


So it was that just after midnight, eight redface and naked monks were banging on the Monastery door. Around their necks were plaques that said that they had been drugging the nuns at the priory and having their wicked way with them !


That afternoon Mother Agnes sent for Morgarna, she had received a message from the Abbot of the Carthusian Monastery. Saying thank you for returning his monks who had mysteriously returned as castrato something that was much needed in their choir.

Mother Agnes asked Morgarna what she had been up to? Morgarna winked and said “Mother I couldn’t possibly say! But they will be firing blanks and singing high for the rest of their lives! “
The nuns were all up early the next day though most of them were complaining of very odd dreams.


Before Morgarna left she popped a morning after pill in all the nuns porridge! As she strolled around the garden the Anomaly arrived and she jumped.

Plane – Image by KL Caley

Landing on a colourful flower bed under a black and white aeroplane statue Morgana spotted Merlin waiting for her in the BMW. ‘You’ve got a lot of crawling to do you shit if you don’t want to end up like those monks !”

Paling, Merlin replied “I have a night for you booked at the Ritz ” “No way” Morgarna replied, you can take me to Glastonbury! “

One-Liner Wednesday. Why does it always rain on Glastonbury?

The sun is out again here and at Glastonbury it’s hot but tomorrow and until the festival finishes and beyond! there is a drop in temperature and 60/70 % chance of rain, no wonder they call it Mudstonbury?

This is part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday

K.L.Caley’s #writephoto. Mushrooms.

Mushrooms – Image by KL Caley

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a mass of brown mushrooms all growing on top of one another.

Did Merlin go too far last week? Will Morgarna ever forgive him?

Mushrooms.

“What the hell is going on?” Morgarna was struggling with reality. What had happened to this place where was the ensuite and the carpet! Hang on there’s a pot under the bed needs must …
Morgarna was wondering where Merlin was and why everything of comfort was gone from the room when the sound of a key turning in the door made her jump off the pot and pull her knickers up!
“Ah! my dear , Mother Superior will see you now” a young fresh faced girl dressed as a nun said smiling at her.
Morgarna rubbed her eyes and said “what the fuck…who the hell are you?”
The novice blushed visibly and replied ” well my dear you can’t deny your Anglo Saxon roots after that speech!”
“No I am not, but sister what’s going on? Where is Merlin ? “
Again the nun looked embarrassed “Merlin…there is no Merlin here. We are in a priory. No men allowed!”
“Oh!” said Morgarna” feeling smug and also annoyed at being hyjacked. “Not for much longer you’ll soon have some of your Carthusian brothers join you! “
The young woman looked fit to faint as she took in what Morgarna had just said!


The two women left the room and went down several flights of stairs and along a narrow stone passage past a huge kitchen where a number of nuns were silently busy, past a dinning room, empty, and a beautiful chapel full of flowers and stain glass windows . Everywhere was silence, so loud l could be cut it with a knife. Eventually they came to a huge wooden door the novice stood forward and in a very quiet voice she said, do not speak unless you are spoken to. Morgarna opened her mouth to reply but the young woman put her fingers on her lips and her eyes beceahed Morgarna to comply…… Morgarna did.


The inside of the room was very dark even though it was mid morning the only light to work by was candle. There was a large desk covered in papers and sat behind it was a tiny lady of advanced years. She had a kindly face and she looked every inch the Mother Superior.
The novice bobbed her knee, Mother Superior smiled and motioned that she should leave.
Once the door was closed the older woman motioned to Morgarna to take a seat. She offered Morgarna a plate of fruit, cheese and bread and a glass of golden mead , then surprised Morgarna by saying. “Eat my dear it’s getting late in the morning and I need you to think straight.We are Carthusian nuns so please listen carefully as I do not wish to repeat myself as I have taken a vow of silence”
Smiling and sipping the mead Morgarna felt at home, she also ate heartily as she felt quite hungry. When Morgana finished eating she dug out her cigarettes and lighter, as she lit one she noticed a file in her bag. Obviously it was going to be relevant. As she pulled it out she spotted ‘Hi Babes’ written on the front. Taking a drag on her cigarette , much to the silent constanation of Mother Superior, Morgarna muttered ” Don’t you Hi Babes me you shit” then looking across at the nun she winked and said, “Sorry Mother but he can be a real creep, oh! And these” she said raising her cigarette , “these will be more common place soon, maybe not tailor made like mine but definitely around! “
Mother Superior smiled and nodded while Morgarna read the file.
“Morges, Hun I know I was a tad sneaky.. Okay I was a total shit posting you back to the middle ages but Mother Agnes is a lovely lady and she has helped me out more than once.
She got in touch with me because some of the ladies of the order are acting very un nun like, high jinks , skinny dipping and generally terrorising the locals! Yup Morgs you’ll fit in perfectly!
This usually occurs after the evening meal…could you be a sweetheart and look into it please? ” The file was signed with a flourish.
Looking up at Mother Superior Morgarna smiled, “Okay Mother I am here now and very happy to help so if you don’t mind me pottering about I will see what I can gleam ” Ending on a smile she lent across the desk and picked up Sister Agnes’s keys from the desk, the nun smiled her concent. Morgarna drained her meade lit another cigarette and left Sister Agnes wondering what type of witch Merlin had sent her!


Morgarna walked along the corridor, her Doc Martin’s clonking on the stone floor. Using the keys she checked out every, storeroom and cupboard, cell, refrectory and chapel, nothing was out of place or out of the norm. She checked every herb, vegetable and fruit, there was nothing unusual or dangerous. She tried the water from the well, yuk! It was disgustingly pure and fresh. Finally she checked the wine and mead barrels in the celler. Actually she checked each barrel twice!


It was now early evening and Morgarna was sitting in the gardens enjoying the quiet wondering exactly what had she missed because so far there was nothing at all that could send anyone off the straight and narrow.
Just the she spotted one of the kitchen nuns heading off into the woods, an empty basket in hand. On a whim she decided to follow her.
The nun took a winding path to a clearing, a musty place full of decaying leaves and fungi. The nun stooped down and filled her basket from a mass of brown mushrooms all growing on top of one another.

Mushrooms – Image by KL Caley

Instinctively Morgarna hid behind a tree trunk and watched as a man dressed in monk’s robes emerged from the other side of the clearing he spoke to the nun who, startled dropped her basket of mushrooms. As the Monk help the nun gather up the mushrooms Morgarna saw him sprinkle some powder over the fungi. At once Morgarna knew what was going on……

This is part of K.L.Caley’s #writephoto.

Song Lyric Sunday. Feelings!

Jim Adams..

Hi everyone it is Sunday again and time for Jim Adam’s Song Lyric Sunday. I was not well enough to post last Sunday and not really at full par yet but here we go , I am back. Anyway this week 12 June 2022 – the prompt is Excitement, Pleasure, Sentiment, Spirit suggested by Melanie B Cee aka Sparky of Sparks From A Combustible Mind.

In 1969 I was an almost free spirit, already going out this hubby and I was a trainee window dresser. I really loved this song and of it came on at work I be dancing around the window, shopfloor or stock room to it . I loved the words, I loved the music .I loved Norman Greenbaum! Well there is a lot of information on this song and I think it’s all relevant so settle back and enjoy 💜💜

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Spirit in the Sky” is a song by American singer-songwriter Norman Greenbaum, originally written and recorded by Greenbaum and released in late 1969 from the album of the same name. The single became a gold record, selling two million copies from 1969 to 1970, and reached No. 3 on the US Billboard Hot 100 where it lasted for 15 weeks in the Top 100. Billboard ranked the record the No. 22 song of 1970.  It also climbed to No. 1 on the UK, Australian and Canadian charts in 1970. Rolling Stone ranked “Spirit in the Sky” No. 333 on its list of the “500 Greatest Songs of All Time“. Cover versions by Doctor and the Medics and Gareth Gates have also made the No. 1 spot in the UK.

“Spirit in the Sky” makes several religious references to Jesus, although Greenbaum himself is Jewish. In a 2006 interview with The New York Times, Greenbaum told a reporter he was inspired to write the song after watching Porter Wagoner singing a gospel song on TV. Greenbaum said: “I thought, ‘Yeah, I could do that,’ knowing nothing about gospel music, so I sat down and wrote my own gospel song. It came easy. I wrote the words in 15 minutes.”

Greenbaum had previously been a member of psychedelic jug band Dr. West’s Medicine Show and Junk Band. When they split up he won a solo contract with producer Erik Jacobsen for Reprise Records. Jacobsen had previously worked with The Lovin’ Spoonful and the song was included on Greenbaum’s first solo album. The song’s arrangement came together in the studio in San Francisco where lead guitarist Russell DaShiell, bass player Doug Killmer from the band Crowfoot and drummer Norman Mayell from the band Sopwith Camel worked with Greenbaum. According to The New York Times article, Greenbaum used a Fender Telecaster guitar with a fuzz box built into the body to generate the song’s characteristic guitar sound.

The resulting sound was an “oddly compelling” combination of gospel and hard rock music, with loud drums, distorted electric guitar, clapping hands, and tambourines. The production team brought in the Stovall Sisters, an Oakland-based gospel trio, to sing backing vocals. Because of the song’s length and lyrics, the record company was initially reluctant to issue it, but it was finally released as a single after two other singles from the album had poor sales.”Spirit in the Sky” became a worldwide hit, and was at the time the best-selling single ever for the Reprise label.

There is a music video with Greenbaum singing the song.

About the song, Greenbaum has been quoted as saying, “It sounds as fresh today as when it was recorded. I’ve gotten letters from funeral directors telling me that it’s their second-most-requested song to play at memorial services, next to ‘Danny Boy‘.”

The song was featured in the soundtrack to the 2013 film This is the End and was included in the soundtrack for the 2014 film Guardians of the Galaxy.

When I die and they lay me to rest
Gonna go to the place that’s the best
When I lay me down to die
Goin’ up to the spirit in the sky

Goin’ up to the spirit in the sky (spirit in the sky)
That’s where I’m gonna go when I die (when I die)
When I die and they lay me to rest
I’m gonna go to the place that’s the best

Prepare yourself you know it’s a must
Gotta have a friend in Jesus
So you know that when you die
He’s gonna recommend you
To the spirit in the sky (spirit in the sky)

Oh he’ll recommend you to the spirit in the sky
That’s where you’re gonna go when you die (when you die)
When you die and they lay you to rest
You’re gonna go to the place that’s the best

Never been a sinner, I never sinned
I got a friend in Jesus
So you know that when I die
He’s gonna set me up
with the spirit in the sky

Oh set me up with the spirit in the sky (spirit in the sky)
That’s where I’m gonna go when I die (when I die)
When I die and they lay me to rest
I’m gonna go to the place that’s the best
Go to the place that’s the best

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Norman Greenbaum

Spirit in the Sky lyrics © Concord Music Publishing LLC

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This next song is from the same year so I was still doing the same things. This song by Herman’s Hermits could not be more different but I loved it just as much and again I would be dancing at work … I don’t know how I got away with it but I did.

My Sentimental Friend” is a song written by Geoff Stephens and John Carter and performed by Herman’s Hermits. Released in 1969. The song is Herman’s Hermits’ second highest charting song in the UK, reaching No. 2 in the UK chart. It also reached No. 2 in Ireland, No. 3 in Australia, No. 6 in New Zealand, and No. 1 in South Africa.

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On the floor, the people dancing round
Moving close together
But there over low in the corner
There’s the girl I once knew
Who broke me in two
So won’t you please play a song
A sentimental song
For my sentimental friend over there

We’ve been so long apart
Make it go right to the heart
Of my sentimental friend over there
Bring the tears to her eyes
Help to make her realize
The love we had was just beyond compare
And if the time is right
Maybe I’ll hold her tight
My sentimental friend over there

I recall the way she used to feel
When we heard a sad song
The teardrops would fall
And she’d hold me
And tell me, she’d be for ever with me
So won’t you please play a song
A sentimental song
For my sentimental friend over there

We’ve been so long apart
Make it go right to the heart
Of my sentimental friend over there
Bring the tears to her eyes
Help to make her realize
The love we had was just beyond compare
And if the time is right
Maybe I’ll hold her tight
My sentimental friend over there

Oh won’t you please play a song
A sentimental song
For my sentimental friend over there

We’ve been so long apart
Make it go right to the heart
Of my sentimental friend over there
Bring the tears to her eyes
Help to make her realize
The love we had was just beyond compare
And if the time is right
Maybe I’ll hold her tight
My sentimental friend over there

So won’t you please play a song
A sentimental song
For my sentimental friend over there

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Geoff Stephens / John Carter.

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I’m so excited by the Pointer Sisters is one of the greats such a great song and what a video it puts me in mind of the Black Eyed Peas video for Tonight’s Gonna be a Good night

excited

But I digress back to 1982 and I am still dancing but now I am expecting our youngest 💜

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I’m So Excited” is a song by American vocal groupthe Pointer Sisters. Jointly written and composed by the sisters in collaboration with Trevor Lawrence, it was originally released in September 1982, reaching number 30 on the US Billboard Hot 100. This was followed by a remixed re-release in July 1984, reaching number 9 on the Billboard Hot 100. Billboard named the song number 23 on their list of “100 Greatest Girl Group Songs Of All Time”.

The song was originally recorded for and appeared on the Sisters’ 1982 album, So Excited!, and was subsequently released as a single. Upon its release, the single charted at No. 28 on the Billboard Dance Music/Club Play Singles chart, No. 30 on the Billboard Hot 100 and No. 46 on the Billboard R&B Singles chart.

Two years later, on the group’s RIAA certified multi-Platinum album Break Out, a slightly remixed and edited version of the song was included and re released as a single. This time, it peaked at No. 9 on the Billboard Hot 100 and No. 25 on the Billboard Adult Contemporary chart.

In March 2001, the song was included in the RIAA and National Endowment for the Arts project Songs of the Century, a list intended to “promote a better understanding of America‘s musical and cultural heritage.” The song was ranked #264 out of 365 songs.

Tonight’s the night we’re gonna make it happen
Tonight we’ll put all other things aside
Give in this time and show me some affection
We’re goin’ for those pleasures in the night

I want to love you, feel you
Wrap myself around you
I want to squeeze you, please you
I just can’t get enough
And if you move real slow, I’ll let it go

I’m so excited, and I just can’t hide it
I’m about to lose control and I think I like it
I’m so excited, and I just can’t hide it
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know I want you

And we shouldn’t even think about tomorrow
Sweet memories will last a long, long time
And we’ll have a good time, baby, don’t you worry
And if we’re still playin’ around, boy, that’s just fine

Let’s get excited, we just can’t hide it
I’m about to lose control and I think I like it
I’m so excited and I just can’t hide it
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know I want you, I want you
Oh yes I do

Oh boy, I want to love you, feel you
Honey wrap myself around you
I want to squeeze you, please you
No I just can’t get enough
And if you move real slow, I’ll let it go

I’m so excited, and I just can’t hide it
I’m about to lose control and I think I like it
I’m so excited, and I just can’t hide it
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know I want you, I want you

Look what you do to me
You got me burning up (Burning up)
How did you get to me?
I’ve got to give it up

And I’m so excited (Look what you do to me)
Oh boy (You got me burning up)
I’m burning up yeah, oh I think I like it (Yeah)
You, you, you, you, you got me (I’ve got to give it up)
(Oh oh oh oh) Oh, ooh I like it boy
And I’m so excited (Look what you do to me)
And I just can’t hide it (You got me burning up)

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: June Pointer / Anita Pointer / Trevor Anthony Lawrence / Ruth Pointer

I’m So Excited lyrics © Emi Blackwood Music Inc., Anita Pointer Publishing, Leggs Four Publishing, Ruth Pointer Publishing.

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Finally let’s jump to 1986 and Queen and Pain is so close to pleasure. The boys had to like my music and like to dance or die of embarrassment, great song and an interesting video too I think.

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Pain Is So Close to Pleasure” is a song by Queen, included on their 1986 album A Kind of Magic. In CanadaGermanythe Netherlands and the USA, it was released as the sixth single from that album.

The song began as a riff idea by Brian May. Then Freddie Mercury and John Deacon turned that into a song, with Deacon playing rhythm guitar. The single reached #43 on the Dutch charts. The title also appears as a line in “One Year of Love“. As with most Mercury songs, it has prominent keyboards and, like most Deacon songs, it has a prominent bass line. It is also one of the few songs in which Mercury sings all the vocals in falsetto.

The version which appears on the single is a remix, rearranging much of the backing track from the original elements. The 12″ single features an extended version of this remix, rather than an extended version of the track as it appears on the album. “Pain Is So Close to Pleasure” has more than 58,000 hits on Lastfm.

Happy Sunday 😁😌😁

K.L.CALEY’S#WRITEPHOTO – Bucket and Priory.

This is part of K.L.Caleys #writephoto.

First photo, Bucket. For visually challenged writersthe image shows a blue bucket and a yellow spade surrounded by sand.

Second photo, Priory. For visually challenged writers, the image shows a beautiful old yellow stone priory with ivy growing up the sides.

Last week I was not feeling too good, Covid and Ruby issues took presidence. So this wee we have a two for one!

Bucket and Priory.

Morgarna’s eyes widened as she looked into the beautiful eyes, set in a handsome face, framed by dark curly hair tied back in a long pony tail and a perfectly groomed beard. Swallowing hard, her heart skipped a beat. “Leonardo, what are you doing here”
Stepping forward and taking her hand he answered in his lyrical Italian accent. “Morgarna, my dear I am so glad to see you! We need your help “
“We?” Morgarna raised an eyebrow”
“Yes bellissima, Mona and some students are with me, come, come on in and see “
Morgarna allowed herself to be led into the room.


The room was busy, there were blue screens everywhere with people tapping away on their keyboards. Morgarna was taking it all in when a familiar face came towards her carrying a tray ladened with wine grapes and cheese.
“Mona, it’s great to see you, you look amazing the 21st century suits you! “
“Honestly Morgana you say that in whichever century we meet! Here sit and have something to eat and drink” gently setting the tray down on a empty work surface the young woman dressed in jeans and hoody looked trim and fit, her eyes sparkling like her huge smile.


“So you see said Leonardo, we have got ourselves here with my time machine but we just can’t get back. We’ve been stuck here a few months now and I had been at wits end trying to contact you and Merlin for help! So as soon as I found your anomaly I decided to interfere with it to get your attention”
“And hey presto, after a few wet landings and rogue jumps here you are Morgs” interrupted Mona, “sorry Leo but as ever you are going all round the villa just to say we are lost”
Leonardo opened his mouth to speak but Mona waved her hand at him and winked….he closed his perfect mouth.
“Did we not give you one of Merlin’s *C.O.T.A S. mobile number ? I am sure we did ” Morgarna asked looking bemused.
Pouring more wine Mona added ” You did Morgs and you gave us a handset too, about four centuries ago but clever clogs here decided mobiles were the work of ‘the diavolo’ and he destroyed it one night after we’d had a row and he got drunk! Typical eh? “
Morgarna smiled she completely understood.
“Well we’re in contact now so we can sort all this out.


“Yes babes it’s Leo and Mona and a bunch of his students. Yup they are stuck here, their time machine is kaput! Yup we need you over her pronto and can you bring a C.O.T.A.S. Mobile please…… I will explain later. What’s that noise….where are you…what? say again, Oh! you big baby , yes send a photo then get your arse here! ” Morgarna hung up and lit a cigarette, “he on his way and no comment on my smoking will change me so save your breath”
Ping a photo arrived on her C.O.T.A.S “Hey everyone she laughed look at this she said casting Merlin’s photo to all the screens in the room.

Bucket – Image by KL Caley.

An hour later Merlin arrived with alsorts of tools and magic ware! Mona, Morgana and the students had been busy preparing a meal and after Leonardo and Merlin had had a catch up they all sat down to a banquet! ” I’d of got a take in but the Ladies insisted on cooking” Leonardo announced, Merlin smiled “There’s no point in arguing with them mate they usually get their own way.Take it from one who knows.”
The next several hours were spent tinkering with machine, with technology and magic in even shares. Eventually after several attempts and a couple of short jumps via the anomaly back to when the time machine started playing up….at one point there were four Merlins and four Leonardos all arguing about what to do next… finally, and luckily before any blood was spilt the machine was restored to perfect working order.


The next day after the room had been cleared and striped of everything electronic and magic and the last 16th century students had had their memories of the 21st century erased and been sent back through the Anomaly and found themselves back at their eazels wondering where their master was. Merlin and Morgarna sat outside the well house in the afternoon sun with Leonardo and Mona. Merlin explained how the C.O.T.A.S. worked and this time Leonardo was very happy to learn, though useful as he could see it was he still felt vaguely it was partly the work of the Diavelo … But he agreed not to destroy it again. Merlin put in his and Morgarna’s numbers for emergencies and social calls.
Eventually after they had packed all of Equipment into Merlin’s Beema and said their goodbyes Leonardo and Mona set off home in their machine, Leonardo had the
Vitruvian Man to finish before people started asking awkward questions. After a slight werring and a flash they were gone.


“Well babes” Merlin said, “how do you fancy a night a posh hotel I know one not far from here. “
Morgarna looked at him suspiciously “Can I trust you ” she asked looking him in the eye….
“Trust me babes? Have I ever let you down “
Morgarna lit a cigarette and muttered …”yes legions of times” as she got in the car letting Merlin drive…she did fancy a little luxury.


They were expected when they arrived at The Priory, Merlin had rung ahead and booked a suite.

Priory – Image by KL Caley

Morgarna was delighted with the view as they drove up the drive to be greeted by a beautiful old yellow stone priory with ivy growing up the sides. Absolutely charming she thought.
After a long soak and change of clothes they both enjoyed a sumptuous meal and plenty of wine, then they sat in the rose garden and smoked the last two of Sir Percival’s cigars.
Morgarna actually fell asleep and Merlin carried her upstairs and to the room. Which is why she didn’t see the anomaly above the bed or know that Merlin posted her through it!
She landed comfortablely on a small bed there was nothing of luxury in the room , no Egyptian cotton sheets, mini bar, no TV. no ensuite, phone or room service.

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Meanwhile on the other side of the anomaly Merlin knew he would not be Mr Popular but that did not stop him helping himself to a brandy and turning on a movie. …….

*C.O.T.A.S : Contact Over Time And Space

Ronovan Writes Sijo Wednesday Poetry Challenge #13. Use FUTURE as your inspiration this week.

This is my entry for Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Sijo Challenge.

Future.

Photo by Jordan Benton on Pexels.com

Teethering on the edge of tomorrow
cocooned in nature’s sleep
Dawn and her noisy entrance is not yet upon us.
We never know what lies beyond tomorrow, the future never comes.

31 words
46 syllables.

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