Sunday Whirl: Wordle #462

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Corona in my day meant fizzy pop, usually the color orange, which my grandfather used to keep cool in his coal shed. It was always in a bottle, never a can, and one day I was wearing my best cotton dress when I decided to help myself to a drink.
It was always a close call but this particular day I got dirty and being no way I could cover my guilt at the cacophony of accusations from my aunt, I didn’t deny it believing honesty was the best policy.
I felt my grandfather caress my tear stained cheek and tell me not to worry.
The next time we walked down the numerous columns in the supermarket, he loaded up the shopping cart with two extra bottles so that I no longer had to covet his supply as I had one of my own.

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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 recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. 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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7 Responses to Sunday Whirl: Wordle #462

  1. Bill Chance says:

    Nice work – the word corona certainly has taken on a lot of new meaning.

    Thanks for sharing.

  2. oldegg says:

    Yes, the word corona is such an attractive word that is now tarnished by association with this world wide epidemic. How strange we humans are.

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