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: think the rain’ll hurt the rhubarb?, B Vitamins, credit card, jolly, angels, mouse, three ring circus, haiku, sponge, copper
The high energy group ‘B-vitamins’ made more noise than a three ring circus. Their new single ‘Think the rain’ll hurt the rhubarb?’ was jolly but it wasn’t as good as their previous hits ‘Angels Haiku’, ‘Copper Mouse’ and ‘Sponge Credit Card’.
Mini Challenge: compulsive, trunk, African violets, curiosity, UFO
UFO magazine was compulsive reading for Jimmy and did far more for his curiosity than his job of delivering African violets from the trunk of his car, which is why he lost his job because he spent his time reading instead of delivering.
Jolly, the neighbourhood copper, walked passed shouting “Think the rain’ll hurt the rhubarb?” Of course Jolly wasn’t his real name, it just fitted him to a T because that’s what he was, Jolly!
“No, ‘course not” replied Pete “it’ll soak it up like a sponge.”
“You amaze me Pete, at 80 most men sit at home writing haiku but you’re a compulsive worker aren’t you?” said Jolly.
“No poetry for me” chuckled Peter “I take my B-vitamins, so I’ve plenty of energy!”
At sundown, after a full day of tending his plants, Pete retired to his shed and made himself a cup of tea. He loved this time of the day, it was so quiet you could almost hear the angels singing. He watched a little mouse scurrying backwards and forwards making a nest in the corner
Suddenly there was a deafening noise.
“What’s going on? It’s like a three ring circus out there. It’s a bloody UFO!” cried Pete.
At that moment a 4 x 4 ploughed through the fence demolishing Pete’s allotment and just missed his shed. A man clambered from the wreckage, opened the trunk, took out a box and stumbled towards Pete.
“Are you OK? What happened?” asked Pete, his curiosity aroused.
“I’m fine, I misjudged the corner, are you Pete?” asked the driver.
“I am” replied Pete
“Oh good, my wife sent me to buy some of your African violets” said the driver, holding out the box and his credit card.