December: Christmas Thoughts 4

Another cold start to the day, frosty underfoot, ice on the water and inside on the window frames, with the temperature hitting minus three during the night.
Not that we were really bothered, being snuggled up in bed listening to the central heating chuntering merrily before we surfaced from the cocoon of the duvet!

We got up just after 8am and walked Maggie first as usual, then came back for breakfast of ham and eggs for a change. Showers were next on the agenda, followed by doing the laundry.
Ha! You will never guess………………………………….
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December 1: Flash Fiction Challenge

In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about something or someone not allowed. Maybe it’s about gender, race or other intolerance. Maybe it’s the cat who paws at the door, but not allowed inside. Maybe it’s a trail where dogs are not allowed. Go light, go dark, go where the prompt leads you.

Such is Charli’s challenge this week.

flash-fiction-1st-decShe had watched over her children for several decades, but now her time had come.
In a few short weeks, she would be removed and taken away, her caring stance no longer welcome by the hypocritical world of ‘correctness’ and those imposing restrictions on beliefs and traditions.
Her sightless eyes wept, though none would see her tears as they mingled with the rain.
No-one would witness this travesty as the deed would be done by cover of night so as not to be thwarted.
Representing purely an Image of Peace, she could not protect them from what lay ahead.

virgin-mary-statueInspired by media report (link)


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December, Christmas Thoughts 3

It hardly seems possible that a year ago Maggie underwent surgery for a mammary strip, as if she was having a trial run for me.
This time last year we were house sitting for MSM, and she has been an absolute gem these past months looking after Maggie for us when we’ve had appointments.

Christmas is a time for celebration and we have a lot to be thankful for just now.
Some people aren’t so lucky and for them this time of year is not joyous at all.
I have always felt sad for anyone who is going to spend Christmas alone, and in past years, we invited some to share ours, even if it was just for dinner.

christmas dinnerMy MIL was determined to be on her own one Christmas, and there was no swaying her.
It transpired she wanted to watch her soaps, and knew that had she come to us, we would not have the TV on as we never did when we had company. The previous year she’d got into a right strop in front of our other guests and demanded to go home because we wouldn’t let her have her way, so Hubby got her coat and took her.

Outside the supermarkets, the charities are handing out leaflets asking shoppers to spend a little extra to purchase something on their list for the needy.
I wrote a short story that could apply to someone less fortunate than most of us.
You can read it here:

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The Comfort of Strangers.

I had to have some alone time today and so walked Maggie back from the supermarket one and a half miles away again.
pink-butterfly-2I had my oncologist appointment this morning, and although we only had to wait something like ten minutes, it felt like hours.
By the time he came in, I was tearful and a nervous wreck.
Hubby was beside me, and we had made a list of questions so that we didn’t forget anything.
I was scared. I mean, really scared. I have tried to keep it together these past months, making jokes and keeping things light, but at the end of the day, sitting there in that consultant’s room was crunch time, and we would finally know what lay in store for me.
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Microfiction challenge #25: The red tree

Nip over to Jane Dougherty’s blog for this week’s challenge.

the-red-treeImage by illustrator Virginia Frances Sterret from a book of French fairy tales

Eleyna stood before the tree and teased it to respond.
‘Come on,’ she said softly. ‘It can’t be that difficult. You’re half way there already’.
The tree stood tall and slender, refusing to use its magic to do her bidding.
Eleyna grinned and continued ‘I bet you thirty pennies you can’t do it!’
The tree shivered and bowed its elegant fingers towards her, cupping her under the chin.
In the sweet voice Eleyna had come to know and love, it tinkled laughter and said
‘I can do it. You know I can, but I’m not going to. It’s too early’.
‘But what could be earlier than Christmas?’ she exclaimed.
The tree shimmered as it giggled.
‘I have given you a variety of baubles on my boughs. That should be enough.’
Before Eleyna could reply, the tree went on,
‘I am a Magical Redwood. We are meant to be sleek in design and radiate simplistic beauty. I hate the colour green, it doesn’t suit me, but for one day a year I comply with your wishes. Besides, there is no way I am going to put on extra poundage to portray myself as a clumsy pine with all those annoying needles just so as you can stick some silly decorations on me for a week!’

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December: Christmas thoughts 2

When is the ‘right time’ to put up your Christmas Decorations?
Our neighbour in Lincolnshire had a fetish for twinkly lights and these would go up in abundance and breeding numbers every year. The result was just a tacky blaze of mismatched colour, and we felt it was totally unnecessary to have a tree in every window that faced the road.
Saying that though, some of the houses decorated with festive scenes on their outside walls were wonderful, many done for charity each year, and one particular terrace of properties had a complete highway of Santas and sleighs pulled by endless flashing reindeer.

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Film Review: Jason Bourne

New to the DVD shelves this week so not a cheapie, but hell, who cares!
This is the latest installment in the Bourne Series, and it doesn’t disappoint.
At 46, Matt Damon is in great shape and still has It.

Matt Damon is Jason Bourne. No other actor could play him. The man breathes the character. Put him and Paul Greengrass together and what do you get?
jason-bourneAlthough on first viewing it’s not clear how many years have passed, there are still a few fuzzy areas in Bourne’s memory. Nicky Parsons (Julia Stiles now with long hair again) is digging around in his past by hacking into the CIA files and turns up something of serious, and unexpected, interest.
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