Saturday Wordzzle # 41

The idea is, every week Raven (View From Raven's Nest) gives you between 8 and 10 words/phrases and you have to create a small but coherent paragraph using every one of them and the same with the mini challenge. You can do either, both or a megawordzzle using all the words, or even all three, it's up to you, you can post them on your blog or email them to Raven. If you join in go to Raven's and put your name on the Mr. Linky so other participants can come visit you.



Here's my efforts complete with my doodles.


This Week's Ten Word Challenge is: posthumous, flagrant, seven days a week, cheese and crackers, pyramid, civil war, clarinet, microwave, absent without leave, blue jeans

Scarlett didn’t believe the stories that her great, great, great grandfather had gone absent without leave from his unit during the civil war. Her granny had told her tales of his bravery, and the fact that he played the clarinet, over cheese and crackers when she visited, which she did seven days a week. Granny insisted that he was a hero and anything less was a flagrant lie!

When granny died she left the house and everything she owned to Scarlett. Sitting in granny’s old rocking chair Scarlett remembered the tales granny had told. She loved this old house and everything in it but if she was going to live here she would have to modernise it and the first thing she would get would be a microwave oven. Scarlett couldn’t cook, despite granny’s attempts to teach her, and the microwave was her friend.

Scarlett had lived in the house for 6 months and had made many changes but still managed to keep the character of the house. The rubbish skip in the yard was almost full, though she had sent a lot of the treasures she’d found to auction. There were just a few bits and pieces left in the loft to sort through so she donned her old blue jeans and climbed the ladder once again. She was almost to the bottom of the old trunk when she picked up a pyramid shaped box. Opening it carefully she gasped. There it was, the posthumous medal, awarded to her grandfather for his bravery above and beyond the call of duty. Granny was right, he was a hero not a coward.



Mini Challenge: sugar-coated, thermometer, tractor pull, evangelical, masquerade

Mike cursed and swore, unusual for an evangelical minister, but he was annoyed that the thermometer showed his temperature was too high for him to take part in the tractor pull for charity today. Even the effects of the sugar-coated painkillers were not enough for him to be able to masquerade as a fit man.





Megawordzzle

Today was the County Fair and Jessica was determined to be there. She had been working seven days a week lately but today she would be absent without leave and she didn’t give a damn what her boss thought, but she had rung in sick, just in case. She secretly fancied her boss which is why she worked more hours that was contractually necessary, but today she just needed a day off.

Jessica had slept in this morning and was now trying to decide what to have for a quick snack before she set off for the Fair. Rejecting a microwave meal she opted for a cup of coffee and some cheese and crackers. Jessica was in fact participating in the civil war re-enactment at the Fair, a pastime none of her colleagues knew about, and one she had been neglecting of late. Well all that was going to change from now on, she was going to have every weekend off.

She really enjoyed the re-enactments, getting to dress up and following the soldiers round tending to their pretend wounds, it was all done as close to the real thing as possible, even the fallen were given posthumous bravery medals.

There were other events taking place at the Fair such as stalls selling sugar-coated almonds, candy-floss, a local music group playing clarinets, and the police performing the amazing fete of a human pyramid whilst riding their motor cycles, with a seemingly flagrant disregard for Health & Safety issues.

Watching the tractor pull competition her eyes lighted on a cute guy whose blue jeans were wrapped rightly round his fabulous rear end. Jessica’s thoughts were anything but evangelical. If she’d been a thermometer her mercury would have been exploding out the top of her head. Suddenly he turned and caught her eye.

“OMG” she thought “thank goodness I’m masquerading in this re-enactment!”

The guy in the blue jeans was none other than her boss!