Sunday Whirl: Wordle #382

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The plan had been simple enough, come and visit Uncle Archie then stay a few days.
His flat was over a tiny shop that just happened to be adjacent to the train station on one side and a run down playhouse on the other.
Uncle Archie loved it, but then he was as deaf as a post.
Sally pulled her scarf up round her neck in a vain attempt to keep out the howling wind.
It was enough to put anyone in a spin and you were lucky to get your attire right, the weather was that erratic here.
Oh how she yearned for one hundred plus temperatures instead of the touch and go cold days that appeared at the drop of a hat.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have an elderly dog called Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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5 Responses to Sunday Whirl: Wordle #382

  1. Sadje says:

    Wonderful, all words making perfect story.

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