#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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Tower – #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt this week:

“So, whaddya think, babe?”

Ken gestured towards an old ruin, a single tower standing amongst some dilapidated arches and crumbling steps.

Barbie sucked in her breath… and exhaled fast, taking several fast gulps of air before she remembered what her Yoga teacher had taught her about calming herself, and slowed down the intakes of breath, counting to ten before turning to her boyfriend.

“Exactly where have you brought me? I thought we were surprising each other by acting out our fantasies, not nightmares!” She looked around, turning her nose up at the mud and grass all around.

“But I thought you wanted to be a princess?” Ken was puzzled. He had racked his brains to surprise her. “See… there’s a tower, and look!” He rummaged in the holdall he had slung across his torso. “Here’s your hair!”

Barbie recoiled in horror as he pulled out a wig that consisted of six-foot-long synthetic blonde hair, displaying it proudly.

“What? You expect me to wear that??”

“Well, it’s not me that wanted to be Rapunzel, is it?” Ken stared at the retreating figure of his girlfriend. “Babe? Babe! Come back! I even got you a tiara!”

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