February 6: Flash Fiction Challenge – Goodbye

Charli’s Carrot Ranch prompt this week:

February 6, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story to the theme “a dog in the daisies.” It can be any dog, real or imagined. Push into the setting and as always, go where the prompt leads!


Buster bounded through the field, trampling daisies as he ran.

“Come on, boy. Let’s go.” Max called out to his canine pal. “I’ve got your favourite steak at home. Come on!”

Petra gently put a hand on Max’s shoulder. “Come on Maxy, we need to go.” She squeezed. Max turned, his eyes moist with unshed tears.

“He’s not coming back, is he?”

Petra swallowed a sob. She always knew this would be the hardest part, scattering the ashes of the family’s beloved pet dog in his favourite field.

Shaking her head, she took Max’s hand as her tears fell.

#SoCS Feb. 25/17 – How

Linda’s #SoCS prompt this week…

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “how.” Start your post with the word “How.” Bonus points if you end with it too. Enjoy!

I am attending my dear cousin’s funeral today… The following #SoCS entry is for him.

How will we get through today
When goodbye is the word we have to say?
Why did you have to leave us so?
Who told you it was your time to go?
What should we feel, sorrow or gladness
That you suffered little, but left us with this madness?
Where will you go, some place peaceful now?
I guess that you’ll let us know, somehow

Ritu 2017

RIP Manjit Virji

Peace be with your beautiful soul 😢

I’m off!

Right, packing done, kids fed, just need to shower and change!

I’ll try to pop in and read, I’ve scheduled lists, but as of now I am on HOLIDAY!!!

Off to my folks for a few days! 

See ya later peeps!!!!

Absence makes the heart grow fonder…



I am bidding you adieu.. for the evening.  I have been extremely faithful to my WordPress reader, every morning and evening, and times in between, but I have hence been lax towards my Hubby Dearest! He did comment that he wishes he hadn’t introduced me to tablet technology as it follows me to bed, and takes all my attention! (He was joking, he encourages me to write!)

So tonight, he is on his way back from the airport, after dropping his parents off. They are off to the Motherland for a 2 month trip, as they usually do every year.  I know he will be grumpy, and tired, from the weather, and traffic, its a 4 hour round trip, so I don’t blame him, and I need to devote myself to him!!!

So, forgive me if I don’t get to read your posts and like or comment tonight, but I’ll be back in full force tomorrow, hopefully!

<3 <3



Today, at work, we bid a fond farewell to one of our long-standing members of staff, Mrs G.

I feel a huge mixture of emotions.

I feel a huge wave of sadness. She is an amazing teacher, she has inspired so many children over the years here. My own Lil Man was in her class a few years ago, and she encouraged him, despite some issues he had, and with her help and guidance to him as a pupil and to me as a parent, he has flourished. Lil Princess was distraught that she wouldn’t be in her class, she so wanted to be in Mrs G’s class. I know people in their twenties who remember her being their teacher and they only have good words to say about her.

I feel immense anger. Anger at the government, and the Education Sector, who have piled so much pressure onto teachers, taking teaching time away, because of all the paperwork, and red tape, introducing so many changes, changing goalposts so much that your training is almost defunct before you even get to use your qualification. We had a great system here. The UK had fantastic education, then things became target driven. Weren’t children learning before? They were. There were less illiterate children leaving school, because you worked at their pace more. There was a little more individuality in teaching, because you didn’t have a thousand things you HAD to cover before the year was up. Anger because , with all this excess pressure, amazing teachers are finding it too much, the work/life balance is almost nil. If you know a teacher, you know their life consists of early school starts, late finishes, then home to more planning, or marking. If they are lucky they finish by 9pm, but if they have children too, they need to squeeze parent time in before they can continue working… Often burning the candle at both ends. And your partner/friends? Sometimes they don’t get a look in… TSB – Teacher Stress and Burnout, it’s a recognised condition nowadays.

But I also feel happiness – I’m happy that my lovely Mrs G will get her life back! She’s going down the route of many other inspirational teachers I know, taking her life into her own hands, she’ll supply, so there will still be many children whose lives she will colour in a positive light. And be able to enjoy life with her other half and gorgeous pets.

And mostly, I feel blessed. Blessed to have known her. This won’t be the end of our friendship by any means, but in a professional context it’s adieu. She has been an encouragement to me, inspirational, supportive, and I admire and love her dearly.

Here’s a little something I penned for you…

Ode to Mrs G

Time to go now Mrs G
Your last bell here has rung.
Last marking, homework, PPA
Last song in assembly sung.

I know I’ll miss seeing you here
With your head buried in the books,
Or us bursting into random songs
And getting lots of looks.

We’ll all miss you, kids and staff
Here at our little school.
When you’re gone, we will have lost
A most amazing jewel.

But you will get your life back,
Time to relax, and enjoy, finally
On holidays with Mr G
And snuggles with Maisie and Billy!

Enjoy your time with a glass of ale
You’ve got that planned I’m sure!
And if you get bored, we’d welcome you back…
(that’s if you want some more!)

My interactive peeps!

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