Monthly Archives: September 2021

FF – Merry-go-round

This lovely image from Dale called up Melanie to me. You can read other stories about her by clicking on her name.

Merry-go-round

When I was little, I used to think the sun rose in the morning. Like God held onto a puppet string. Up in the morning, down at night, on and on for all eternity.

But Miss Carbo says the sun stays still and the planets go around it like ponies on the merry-go-round and the sun is the bit in the middle with all the mirrors and the music player.

So where is God if He doesn’t pull on a string? Maybe He’s the man who sits in the middle and shouts if you don’t stay sitting till it stops.

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FF – Lights

Busy day today, so no chance to write a story for FF. Hopefully I’ll manage later in the week but as a placeholder, I’m sharing an old FF story which I was reminded of recently, and which Liz Young’s picture fits so well with today.

Here’s my story from a few years ago:

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FF – Trip of a Lifetime

Image copyright Krista Strutz

Trip of a Lifetime

Dawson met Donald on the plane. They shared a joke about kids demanding gifts on their return. They lost track of each other after baggage reclaim – a grandiose name for the pile of bags on a worn-out trolley in the entrance hall.

A week later, digging yet another home out of the rubble, Dawson heard his name yelled from the river. Donald was in full vacation mode, paddling through the gentle swell. The earthquake had made hotels desperate for guests, Donald said. Watersports were free. Dawson should get out of the mud and join him on a jetski tomorrow.

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French Exchange

Very tempting to take Rochelle up on the rerun this week. The boys go back to school tomorrow for the first time since early April, I got a new job last week and it feels like there’s a LOT to do.

But this story came into my head in the shower and I had to share it. You can check out my original story about this picture here too, and play spot the similarities: https://elmowrites.wordpress.com/2014/02/26/.

Copyright for the image belongs to Sandra Crook.

French Exchange

When I got home, Mum wanted to know all about the host family where I stayed.  They taught me so much – they always followed up with the English if they said something I couldn’t understand. I couldn’t tell her my favourite lesson though.

On the way to a super fancy restaurant for dinner, we were running late when a huge wagonload of straw pulled onto the road in front of us.

“Merde!” shouted the Dad.

The Mum looked at him and whispered “Les enfants!”

So he turns to me. I thought he was going to apologise, but he translates instead.

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The Wisdom of Lady Margaret

Photo courtesy of and copyright to Penny Gadd

The Wisdom of Lady Margaret

Being married to a Rear Admiral, it’s no surprise that Lady Margaret favours the nautical metaphor. Moving to a bigger house, she gathered us together to announce that “a rising tide lifts all boats,” without giving a moment’s thought to the boats who’d be getting up 30 minutes earlier to light five extra fires and shine twice as many brass knockers.

Recently, she’s been heard to say that “we’re all in the same boat”. I suppose, in a sense, we are. Same boat, same storm. But only some of us are in steerage, avoiding rats and bailing out the bilge.

Extroduction

Not my favourite phrase of the era, as you can probably tell. I do enjoy a bit of Zac Brown Band though:

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