I don’t know why I was wondering how many words a minute I could type. I decided to test myself. I can do around three hundred which I’m led to believe is quite impressive. I was so proud until I found out they all couldn’t be the same word without any spaces. No one appreciates my three hundred ‘a’s.
Continue reading “Week 313 – Speed, Alex O’Hara Was A Knob-End And Trust Me, ‘Old Shep’ Is Worse!”
We had Valentine’s Day this week.
If it made you feel all fluffy and unnecessary and gave you inspiration to write a romantic romance to warm the heart, you are welcome to send it hopefully to anywhere else bar us.
(Unless of course it has a sneaky and clever twist that will make us go OOOH – dd)
Continue reading “Week 312 – True Romance Is Quentin’s Best Work, Alternative Head Cleaning And A Nod To Lives Gone By.”
Well here we are at Week 311.
I was saddened this week to read of the death of Christopher Plummer.
Not as sad as I was when I became aware of ‘The Sound Of Music’.
To be fair, I haven’t seen it all the way through, just a look at those weird weans gives me the fear.
Continue reading “Week 311 – Everything, Long Legged Linda And That Dirty, Dirty Water.”
Hoors!
Dirty fucking hoors!!
Hoor-maisters…Dirty fucking hoor-maisters.
Clatty bastards the lot of them.
Continue reading “Do The Right Thing by Hugh Cron – Warning – Strong Adult Content”
Not too much nonsense from me as we have that once in a six year thingy that we do – We have a Saturday Special!!
But I’d like to state, this week I’ve lost my ZoomTimeFace Virginity.
I don’t like it. I prefer to talk pish to folks without seeing my huge face looking back at me.
Continue reading “Week 310 – Fat Larry’s Prediction, Always Yours And Paloma’s Saturday Special.”
Do you ever wonder why you do things?
Me, I contemplate why I throw salt over my shoulder, why I touch my collar and knee every time I see an ambulance, why I touch black when I see a hearse, why I need to close doors, why I need to remove a plate that I’ve finished with, why I work harder than my body allows, why I write these and more importantly why I don’t really kill some folks.
But hey-ho – Most of us are probably in the same boat. Well those of us who have embraced our madness and don’t simply want to talk about it.
Continue reading “Week 309 – Beef Pavlova, The Twelve O’Clock Rule And Kids – Do You Really Know What Snail Mail Is?”
Saturday 2nd January 2021
Here we are at Week 305.
Before I start you will see the date at the top of this page – That’s for me. I’m working from the 1st – Don’t know about the second, have been on the next four from when I’m writing this, which gives me two days off in between.
Continue reading “Week 305 – No Idea, No Coal And No Difference.”
It’s been a funny year but we want to thank everyone for their support and their company. There would be no site without you. Whatever you are doing over the next few days, even if it’s nothing very much we wish you joy and peace and of course good health.
All the very best from Literally Stories.
Banner Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay
Village Image by Louise Dav from Pixabay
Well here we are at Week 302.
I find it interesting not just the state of mind that someone is in when they write but actually when they write.
Continue reading “Week 302 – Showaddywaddy, Yes Jesus Loves Me And Everyone Needs Some Bowakawa Pousse, Pousse.”
Here we are as promised Week 300.
I think that needs a special mention!
We are just a couple of weeks by our anniversary which was on the 17th. So let’s get the couple of budgies with a brick!
Continue reading “300”
