Linda’s SoCS prompt.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “start with why.” Begin your post with the word “why.” Have fun!
Why am I smiling slightly wider, today?
Well, it’s my birthday!
That’s why!
03 Sep 2022 53 Comments
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Linda’s SoCS prompt.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “start with why.” Begin your post with the word “why.” Have fun!
Why am I smiling slightly wider, today?
Well, it’s my birthday!
That’s why!
27 Aug 2022 29 Comments
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Linda’s SoCS prompt.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “board/bored.” Use one, or use them both for bonus points. Enjoy!
"Mum! We're bored!" they said "How can you be bored?" I sighed "There's nothing to do!" "Really, kids? Nothing?" I glanced around the bedroom "Read a book?" "No!" "Watch a film?" "Seen em all." "Arts and crafts?" "Meh!" "Garden?" "It's cold." "The park?" "Same as above!" "Shall we bake?" "Nope." "I know," I said Opening that treasure trove That acts as their toy box I moved ageing Spiderman figures And Barbie dolls. My Little Ponies and light sabres Until I found them Little flat boxes of joy Scrabble Monopoly Ludo Frustration "Who wants to play a game?" "Me! Me!" came the cries Everyone loves a board game! Ritu 2022
20 Aug 2022 18 Comments
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Linda’s SoCS prompt.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “key.” Use it as a noun, a verb, or use it metaphorically. Have fun!
When using a hotel keycard, it is key to know which action you need to open your door.
Gone are the days of simple metal keys inserted into locks, then turned to enter your room.
A few years back your keycard needed to be inserted too, into a little slot. A light came on telling you that the lock had been deactivated, then you could step in, but not forgetting to pop your keycard into the dock by the door, to get the lights and electrical amenities working.
Then there were ones you swiped, rather like a debit card wipe.
Yesterday we were at a hotel, and they have upped the game once more… you just tap the keycard on a panel on the room door and it lights up, ready to let you in!
Of course, it is easier to misplace those cards…
But then again, proper keys go missing, too, don’t they?
We had a case when not one set, not two, but three sets of car keys complete with house keys went missing…
We began to think a poltergeist had taken up residence in the house, but then we found said poltergeist, in the form of a giggling 2-year-old Lil Man, who had found the stash of keys left on the dining table, reached up, took one and dropped them behind the radiator! It was such fun, he felt around and took any others he could find, and did the same!
And they all got stuck behind the radiator panel, so we spent an evening trying to fish them out with bent hangers and all sorts!
Reminds me of a time my mum recalls, hearing tiny me giggle randomly one day, and following the noise to find me in front of our small fridge in the kitchen, door open, with a puddle of broken eggs on the floor. I took one at a time from the egg shelf in the door and proceeded to break around half. adoze, because it was such fun to see and hear them break!
I will be 47 in two weeks, yet to this day, my mother has never kept her eggs in the fridge!
And, likewise, our keys are always hung up now, and never left on the table!
13 Aug 2022 19 Comments
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Linda’s SoCS prompt.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is; starts with “u.” Find a word that starts with the letter “u” and use it however you’d like. Bonus points if it’s the first word in your post. Enjoy!
Underneath it all you're still just like the others No-one is perfect Posts show happiness But behind the camera I know your heart aches Correcting those faults That you think makes you lesser Ones only you see Layering filters Hiding the truth of your life Just for acceptance Don't do it. Be you Show them your reality Love what's underneath Ritu 2022
A poem dedicated to those out in the public eye and those who want to be out there but who feel like they need to show a perfection that isn’t realistic.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and each of us has our own perception.
Sometimes your filters hide your true beauty.
06 Aug 2022 24 Comments
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Linda’s SoCS prompt.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “wallpaper.” Use it however you’d like. Have fun!
As soon as I read this, I knew I had a fantastic BOTS (Based on a True Story) to tell you, all about wallpaper!
So, the first story goes a bit like this…
As a child, I always shared my room with someone. From the beginning, when my brother was born and old enough to be in a bed, we had a small room with a bunk bed. The wallpaper was images of Holly Hobby (Remember her?) When a cousin of mine was going to live with us, it was decided that I graduate to what used to be the spare room, with two single beds in it. But I was still sharing with someone. This time my cousin.
My lucky brother got an overhaul of the small room, with a fancy new bed and rainbow wallpaper, because it wouldn’t do for a boy to have to sleep in a room with a rag doll plastered all over the walls, would it?
My new room was decorated with green wallpaper. I’m not the biggest fan of green. This paper was covered with teeny green flowers. The curtains matched. The headboards were the same green, as was the carpet, and there were even matching bedsheets! Green overload!
Still, I couldn’t complain. It was the biggest room in the house. And I was only 11, so what say did I have i the decor of the house?
This cousin lived with us for three years. After she left, others came, too, and if the other single bed in my room was empty, there was always someone who would stay over and be my roommate for the night.
Anyway, I began having an opinion on what I wanted my room to look like but was refused the chance to change the wallpaper because it was so expensive.
So, I did the next best thing.
I got permission to plaster the walls with posters!
For a good few years, my walls were covered with Bros, Tom Cruise, Kylie and Jason, New Kids On The Block and all manner of 80s icons.
Until I decided I was too old for these posters, I took them down.
I was growing up. The green had grown on me. I’d still have loved new wallpaper, but I could make do.
Until the day Pops walked past the room. The way the light bounced off the wall highlighted a very silly thing I had done.
So, when hanging said posters, no one taught me the best way. I used Blutak in some places, but they kept falling down, so I found a solution: dressmaking pins. I slid a pin into each corner of the poster and down into the wallpaper, through the lining. The posters stayed up.
However, when I took them down, I didn’t account for the slight rips that would occur. As Pops walked past my room that night, all he could see were tiny rips across the whole of one of the walls. Oh, and there were the oily Blutak stains!
All I can say is that he was not best pleased!
What resulted was a right royal telling off, followed by a chance to finally redecorate my room!
I got the wallpaper I wanted, curtains, new bed sheets, etc., but we had to keep the carpet and headboards, so as long as what I chose blended in, that was fine.
I was a very happy bunny, but I felt bad about how awful the old paper had ended up!
Confession done!
But, I have to admit, I have never hung wallpaper myself. It seems a very complex job. I’ll leave that to the professionals!
This morning, I remembered another wallpaper story, where me, my brother and two cousins inadvertently stripped another cousins bedroom of her wallpaper, not knowing we were doing the wrong thing!
She said they were redecorating and shed started peeling some of the paper off, herself.
So the four of us decided to ‘help’, with gusto!
Soon, swathes of peeled wallpaper covered the floor. The satisfaction of pulling a corner, and a huge sheet coming off was addictive!
We left, pleased with ourselves, for being so helpful!
Until the morning.
When my cousin’s mum, my aunt, called mum in the morning, shouting about the bad thing we had done!
We were gobsmacked!
But, it turned out that my cousin wanted a change, so she instigated it in such a way that the room would have to be redecorated!!!
We were all under 10 and mortified, after!!!