Tale Weaver – #293 – Making Sense of Nonsense – 17th September – Suddubsome.

Now this is an interesting Tale Weaver choice from Michael this week as I was thinking the other day we hadn’t had one for absolutely AGES!!!
Michael’s challenge then:
This week create your own meaning for “suddubsome”. Be it animal, vegetable or mineral, real or imaginary let your imagination play with it.

Brian knew he was onto a winner. Marketing of new products was his forte and he had come up with the perfect name for a new washing powder to be used with the old dolly scrub boards.
After the second Big Bang that blew technology out of the window and things like auto washing machines were destined for the scrap heap, his Suddubsome products would sell like hot cakes as housewives had to return to the old ways of laundering their clothes.
Suddenly there would be a huge call for wooden barrels, dollys, scrubbing boards, and even the old mangles. He’d be rich beyond his wildest dreams and couldn’t wait to get started.
His wife was gobsmacked. Sometimes his imagination and enthusiasm got confused.
There was no way either she, or her friends, would deign to hand wash ANYTHING and ruin their manicures.
Image from pinterest.com

Cards made today

I made a dozen cards today. Some of the ideas I had didn’t work, but nothing was wasted and I used up a lot of odds and sods.
I love butterflies, and use them a lot in my cards. It could be ‘my signature’ I suppose, but I found that the ones I used to buy were not available when we went into the craft shop when Hubby had his hospital appointment a few months ago. I did stock up with a lot of trimmings though, but used none of those today.

I was quite pleased with my efforts as they are all different and I shall be writing to our friends tomorrow. The box is looking quite full now!

A new treasure for our shelf of memories

Hubby found this on a post yesterday. Nobody was around, there were no cars in the car park, and he thought it was so lovely, we brought it home.

Apparently it is part of a new idea called Love on The Rocks, where a stone, pebble or piece of stone like this are decorated and then left for other people to find and enjoy.

Whoever did this has an eye for detail, and as I love butterflies and roses, we thank them for leaving it for us to find.

Today is Thursday 17th September

The day dawned cold and damp, but it brightened up by lunchtime. For a change, I have no washing on the line.
Maggie is still under the weather, and I’m beginning to wonder if she’s picking up on my anxiety, though I am making a conscious effort to be upbeat and positive. She’s eaten some chicken and rice today plus a couple of her biscuits, still pestering us for her walks and slept well last night, getting me up at 6am which is normal.

Mixed bag day today.
Hubby had a bad night and in trying to get himself tired, cut the grass front and back. He’s had a little doze on the sofa.
I’ve been busy making cards and now have an additional 12 in my box, separate post will follow. I shall be writing some later so that I can get them in the post tomorrow.
Thursday here is Market Day, but we haven’t been anywhere except to walk the dog.
Our neighbour came to let us know that apparently the carnival is on this weekend! Can you believe that? We’ve seen no advertising for it, but it’s planned to go ahead. We will definitely be giving town a miss on Saturday. Hubby has his Covid test prior to his surgery on Saturday, and there is no way I am going to jeopardise his op.
Last year was a good turnout though and I got some good pictures, even of dogs LOL.

Lunch today was a baked potato with tuna fish and mixed veg. I added a couple of home grown tomatoes with mine.
I apologise for being late accessing my blog and approving any pingbacks for the 3TC.
I have 35 comments to view according to my toolbar, so I’d better get on it!
Have a good day everyone. Take care of yourselves and each other.

Three Things Challenge #361

Welcome to The Three Things Challenge.
For those of you unfamiliar with the challenge, every day I list three things that may, or may not, be related.
The challenge is to simply read the prompt and see where your creativity takes you, using one, two or all three words in your post. There are no restrictions regarding length, style, or genre apart from keeping it family friendly.
You can use the 3TC, #threethingschallenge or TTC as a tag and the logo if you wish.
Have some fun with the words and invite us along by creating a pingback to this post. Don’t forget to leave your link in the comments so that other people can read your writings and I’ll see it to respond to you directly. While you’re there, why not check out some of the other posts too!

I schedule the challenge to go out around 6.30 am UK time, so as pingbacks have to be approved manually, they might not show immediately if I’m late accessing my blog or due to time differences. I will get there though, I promise!
Your support continues to be amazing, so my thanks to all of you for taking part.

Your three things today are:

SENTIMENT
CEMENT
SEASON

Friday Fictioneers 18th September

Once again Rochelle Wisoff-Fields provides us with a photoprompt for the Friday Fictioneer challenge. You can find out more and how to join in here
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

No-one knew what happened to the occupant of Apartment 18.
The rent and bills had always been paid on time, then suddenly everything stopped.
The landlord served notice, and the bailiffs were called in.
The place was full of junk, save for a hand crafted high chair that stood central in the room. There was nothing to suggest a mother and child had ever lived there, especially as the tenant had been male.

72 words

100 Word Wednesday: 166

Every Wednesday, Bikurgurl asks us
What 100 words would you give this image?

Seth looked up at the tall trees and swallowed hard.
His family loved this neck of the woods. It was great for hide and seek, a good vantage point for spying, and the treetops provided some much needed shade on really hot days.
These trees were familiar and used as landmarks by several of their friends.
Now that he was older, he had to earn his keep and had been busy gathering a good harvest of nuts for the winter months. The only problem was now he had to carry them all up to the dreys at the very top.

Din………… the noise from hell

I hate noise, especially loud music coming from small cars that probably wouldn’t go anywhere were it not for the bass propulsion of the speakers.
Such it was today in town, coming out of a shop and feeling the pavement thrum through my shoes.
The vehicle in question was a small Citroen with an extra exhaust and I heard it coming way before it passed me. How the occupants could hear themselves speak is beyond me.
Still, I remember enjoying my music in my car, and now I’m paying for it with tinnitus.

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Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: 2020: Week #38

Thanks to Roger Shipp who is our host for the FFftPP challenge. You can find out more and join in here
Picture: MorgueFile April2020 b0e5d5e05457e2c8a12dc87c9b6eafc7

Today was Wednesday. Wednesdays were like any other day of the week really except it meant long walks. Together.
Jules and Verne were excited, as they always were on Wednesdays.
Everything was laid out in readiness. All they had to do was wait.

Jim raised his sleepy head and cursed.
Today was Wednesday. His day off, and his turn to walk the dogs.
Jules and Verne were sitting at the foot of the bed, tongues lolling out in expectation.
Why did Emma have to have rottweilers instead of yorkies?

I have just been trolled

This comment was left in my notifications with reference to my copyright page.
I have spammed this comment.

Hi Pensitivity101,

I’m sorry to post this here but I can’t find an email address. On the subject of copyright:

You recently (May) left a positive comment on a blog post by one Tom Burton. Unfortunately the piece of writing you liked was not by Mr Burton. He was re-publishing another author’s work and claiming it as his own.
The piece, “The Shoggoth Under The Bed” is indeed very funny as you say, but was written by Robin Stevenson for a Neil Gaiman competition in 2013, Not by Burton in 2020 as he claims.
You may wish to withdraw your comment and/or castigate the plagiarist. You may also like to offer your kind words in comment to the actual author.
I attach links to both posts below.
The original:
https://sweetpandemoniumdesign.blogspot.com/2013/10/theres-shoggoth-under-bed.html?fbclid=IwAR0k2aXBBMJFYUaF_5vfZlv5RjesBXN-9RE4_Vy6RiA6WlJszhRauqccogY
The lying cheat:
https://slumdogsoldier.wordpress.com/2020/05/29/shoggoth/comment-page-1/#comment-3754

Thank you,
Cliff Eastabrook (friend of the plagiarised author)

I am replying in an open post as I have spammed the comment.

If there is a copyright infringement by another, the author, NOT YOU, may report it to wordpress.com.

I have not infringed any copyright with the author and consider this harassment.

Do not troll me again.