Smoke #writephoto

Sue’s Photo Prompt this week…

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This just wasn’t fair, you know.

They always know how to find me.

I can’t help it though. Haven’t you seen the size of my belly?

I’d been fed up (again) of being ignored (again), so thought I’d run away (again). They were always busy with her, my sister. Ballet classes, horse riding, gymnastics… she always had all these great clubs to go to, because she was good at all these things. No, not good, but brilliant!

Tall, slim, pretty, with that angelic face and smile that melted all the hearts who encountered it.

The total opposite of me. Two years older than her, but 4 inches shorter, orthodontic braces to correct my overbite, and a rather rotund figure. I can’t help that though, whenever she didn’t want to eat something she would give it to me, and I, being the protective older sister, would wolf down her extras, so she didn’t get in trouble.

I didn’t realise until a lot later, how much of a mistake that was!

Still, I do like my food. At least when I go to college, I can forget her perfection, and indulge in what I am good at.

Culinary art.

Delectable cuisines from around the world…

Ok, so I’m doing a catering course.

They never complain when whatever I have been cooking graces the table, but aside from a flippant “Ta love!” I don’t get a second glance.

So I decided that I would do it. Run away, but properly, today.

There is no going back.

Well, there wasn’t, until that smoke wafted into the cave where I had painfully secreted myself…

The scent of a barbeque.

How dare they?

That was my speciality!

But you know the worst thing?

I could smell burning in that smoke! And they all know that one thing I can’t bear is good food being ruined.

I’ll just go and sort it out, it’s only one barbeque… I guess they deserved one more chance to show they care…

… and, well, I was kinda hungry!

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #126 Pet&Play

Lovely Ron’s haiku prompt this week…

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THIS WEEK INCLUDE PHOTOS of YOUR PETS AT PLAY!

Pet & Play

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Sonu Singh’s pet peeve
He can’t go and play outside
Wanna play inside?

Ritu 2016

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Perfect pet playpen
A box, any size, you choose
What more could he want?

Ritu 2016

Christmas Crafts!

During the week, I get one session where I plan for the following week.

It is then that I try and look for fresh ideas online, (Pinterest is a Godsend!).

This week I was trying to find different Christmas craft ideas for the children.

Though the ones I found may not be practical for my nursery children, they turned out beautifully!

Maybe you could have a go with your own children!

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TJ’s Household Haiku – Water lilies

TJ is back with another Haiku Challenge. Click here to see!

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Water lilies captured on our visit to Shorne Woods Country Park this summer.

Gorgeous white flowers
Illuminate a green sea
Water lilies bloom

Ritu 2016

Proud member of of TJ’s Haiku Hub.

Haiku Hub Badge copyright TJ Paris 2016

Cracked Ice #writephoto

Sue’s Photo Prompt this week for #writephoto…

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“You can’t walk on water!” they all said to me…I’m getting sick of it. Whatever I want to do, they tell me I can’t do it.

What rubbish! Hadn’t they seen the stream this morning? Oh it was cold alright. So cold that the water had stopped flowing, frozen solid.

There, see.

That’s one way I can prove them wrong!

I just need to test it out, so when I get them here to be witness to my miracle, I don’t look a complete fool, slipping and sliding around the ice.

One foot on… steady! The other leaving Terra Firma and placed cautiously on the ice.

There! Done it! I am standing on water! And if I just take a few steps, I am actually walking on water, frozen or not!

It’s not easy, you know, but at least these spiked shoes have some grip on the slippery ice!

Actually this is quite easy! I bet I could even run on water too!

CRACK!

What was that?

As I look around, I see a crack appearing in the ice behind me, zig zagging along towards me, following the small holes my spikes had created.

SPLASH!

Thank goodness they weren’t here for that! Lucky the stream wasn’t so deep, and it it was just my ego bruised, and my clothes wet…

Maybe I’ll just listen to them next time…

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