Category: Words
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Down in the garden
Georgia heard the loud squeak from the gate at the bottom of the garden. It only ever squeaked when it was closed, never when it opened, so she knew somebody was there. She was expecting a parcel to be delivered, and threw open the front door with gusto. There was nothing and nobody there. She…
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The Second Joy of Spam.
Yesterday, I did threaten a follow-up post. This is it. I’m still being sent into the spam folders of various blogs, so rather than being catapulted out into the realms of the outer blogosphere, I’m using my latest posts to try to get a message through to the blogs I follow to see if they…
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Splattered!
All colours of the rainbowSplattered here and thereReds all over the fireplaceGreens all in my hairBlues dripping off the sideboardYellows covering the plantsOrange between the floor boardsAnd violet on my pants!I’ve no idea where indigo’s gone… Warning: Explosive paints get everywhere! Best be used with caution. A random nonsense response today for Sideview’s Weekend Theme,…