#WritePhoto – Haven

Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt this week:

I thought I’d continue the adventures of Barbie and Ken!

“Red sky at night, shepherds delight. Red sky in the morning, shepherds warning. That’s what my dad always used to say,” Ken pondered. “It’s 4.30 pm now. What does it mean in the afternoon?”
“Why don’t you go and ask a shepherd, babe? I don’t know!” Barbie lifted her eyebrows and glanced over at her boyfriend, before lowering her gaze to her nails, which she had been filing with great care.
“But babe, it’s not Christmas yet. And you know the shepherds only come out then, for the nativity!”

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#WritePhoto – Luna

Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt this week:


I thought I’d continue the adventures of Barbie and Ken!

“By the light of the silvery moon…”
A tuneless voice warbled out a song at Barbie’s window.
Throwing an old slipper out she shouted “Shut up!” for good measure.
Just as she was about to close the window, she heard an “Ouch!”
“Who’s there?”
“It’s me,” came the voice of Ken. ” And that hurt!”
Barbie peered out of the window. Below her stood her long-suffering boyfriend, his younger brother’s ukelele in his hand.
“What were you doing, babe?”
” I was trying to sener- sedena- sing to you. You said you wanted a bit more romance, and I thought you’d like it…” Ken went to start strumming his instrument again.
“Stop babe! That was you singing? Oh my God, I thought it was next door’s cat again! You;’re lucky I didn’t pour water over you! Next time, just play me a song from your iPod, yeah?”

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#WritePhoto – Eye

Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt this week:


I thought I’d continue the adventures of Barbie and Ken!

The boat rocked.
“Babe! My clothes are getting wet! Can you stop that stupid splashing?!” Barbie let out a huge sigh.
Ken tried to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead with the cloth his tee-shirt covering his shoulder. ” I’m trying, babe, but I gotta move this thing somehow!” He continued to row along the quiet stretch of river.
She sighed again. “And anyway, this isn’t a yacht! I was expecting a holiday on the French Riviera, with me laying on the deck of a huge boat, sunning myself as waiters brought me champagne on tap…”
“Hold on babe, you said you wanted to sun yourself on a boat, with bubbles, go swimming in the warm water – Look, the sun is out, we’re on a boat, well, in a canoe, and I got you a mini bottle of your favourite Prosecco!”
Ken looked ahead and noticed a low bridge they were approaching. “Duck!”
He bent down so they could glide under, just as Barbie sat up to look around. “Where?”
Thump – Splash!
“Babe! For God’s sake get me out of this yucky water, instead of sitting there watching me!” Barbie flailed around in the water, her head covered in weeds from the river.
“Oh! Sorry babe!” Ken leaned forward and reached an oar to her. ” I thought you’d gone for a swim… You did say you wanted to go swimming…”

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#WritePhoto – Ebb

Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt this week:

I thought I’d continue the adventures of Barbie and Ken!

On their quest for a more stimulating intimate life together, Barbie and Ken were trying to act out any fantasies they had.
Barbie got out of the car and looked around her.
“Seriously babe? I said I wanted Sex on the Beach… Not a Roll around in Seaweed!”
Ken looked perplexed…Where was the water?
Looking at the notice board that explained the high and low tides, he realised he’d blown it again.

And a little Haiku too…

A tide ebbs away
Revealing hidden nature
Soon to be covered

Ritu 2017

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Spur – #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt this week:

Looking at the contraption hanging from the wall, Barbie turned towards Ken.

“Babe, I know we watched Fifty Shades, and all that, last night, but there is no way that is going anywhere near my perfect surgically enhanced figure.”

Fearful of puncture and subsequent deflation, Barbie backed away from her ‘adventurous’ boyfriend.

“Huh?” Ken stared back, confused. “I don’t get it. That, Babe, that is my new fidget spinner! I got it cheap from the scrap metal yard. It looks pretty epic… but I just can’t get it to spin…”

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