Well here we are at Week 245.
I was watching the news this week and there was a report regarding the eventual habitation of Mars.
Great – Another planet to fuck up!
Well here we are at Week 245.
I was watching the news this week and there was a report regarding the eventual habitation of Mars.
Great – Another planet to fuck up!
Alan joined his sister.
“You OK Trish?”
“I’m getting there. I’m no good with this.”
“I know, you can’t handle a hamster dying never mind anything else.
Continue reading “Mannie The Moocher by Hugh Cron – Warning – Strong Language.”
We knew this week would come. Especially after last week ended.
When Armageddon hits, that will bugger up this as an introduction!
Continue reading “Week 244 – Sparing The Rod, Reading The Gore And Catapulting The Children.”
I was too young to remember the day my Granddad past away but the night my Gran died, the swans came.
I don’t mean that she had anything to do with them, it was just that I noticed them that night.
Well here we are at Week 243.
I was watching The World Athletic Championships on Sunday.
Qatar doesn’t do spectator sport very well. The final of the Woman’s 100 meters was a brilliant race and it did your heart proud to watch the athletes perform to the best of their abilities. What didn’t make me happy was watching the winners do a lap of honour for around 27 people. At one point there were more people on the track than were watching. This was a travesty.
Continue reading “Week 243 – Greasy Pies, A Bloody Birdie And Hiding Tom Of Finland’s Toys.”
‘It’s been many a year since we had a day like today! It was a lovely wedding. You looked beautiful. It was an absolute pleasure dancing with you.
And following on from Week 241, here we are at Week 242.
That number is a palindrome.
That’s not very interesting but it makes you wonder why palindrome is spelt that way.
If you are reading this and know anyone who is wanting to submit, please pass this on:
WE DON’T ACCEPT CHILDREN’S STORIES.
Well here we are at Week 240.
It’s been a bit weird this week as Diane went missing. She was in internet limbo. I think this was all to do with her dancing under a pole in The Bermuda Triangle.
Continue reading “Week 240 – Tulip, Superpain And A Saturday Special.”
The weeks are fair flying by, it won’t be long until we’re all fossils with only a few printed pages of our stories to remind the world that we had been here.
As you can read, I’m in a happier mood than normal as I write Week 239!
Continue reading “Week 239 – Cat’s Insistence, Hero Worshipping And Inventive Funding.”