Saturday, 7 February 2009

Saturday Wordzzle # 49

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 10 Word Challenge: author, Wall Street, rage, lemons, channel changer, cookies and milk, candelabra, Pine Cone Motel, illusory, fluffer-doodle

The Pine Cone Motel on Wall Street, Bristol, was an old fashioned place, it had candelabra on the reception desk but pandered to public demand by installing a television with the obligatory channel changer in the lounge. Most of the guests at the hotel were elderly people, who still enjoyed cookies and milk in an afternoon or the lemonade made by the chef from the lemons growing on the tree in the garden. Then Max arrived, an author of some distinction, he gave the illusory notion that he was filled with rage whereas, in reality, he was just like the other guests, old, lonely and prone to fluffer-doodles, which smelt sometimes. He soon settled in.

And the mini challenge: war, wooden shoes, flabbergast, chimera, vodka martini

Chimera was flabbergasted when her agent told her that her first assignment was modelling wooden shoes in some far off war torn country. Now here she was sipping a vodka martini in the bowels of a troop plane!


Sipping his vodka martini Arthur tried to calm down. The drive home had been fraught and it had shaken him when the man in the sports car had demonstrated such road-rage over something and nothing.

Picking up the channel changer he flipped over to the news channel and was surprised to see ‘Chimera’ on the news, apparently it had gone into liquidation. Arthur quickly scanned the share prices in the Wall Street Journal, he’d sunk all his savings into the firm and now it looked like they were going under. The shock caused him to pass wind, (though he still called it a fluffer-doodle, as his mother had taught him), he was about to lose everything!

Looking round the home he was so proud of, he envisaged having to sell the beautiful antiques, like the solid gold candelabra, he’d acquired. He had a reasonable income from the royalties on his books, he was a published author of war stories, but it wasn’t enough to keep him in the manner he’d become accustomed to without his dividends from Chimera. There was only one thing to do.

It would be like sucking lemons giving up martinis for cookies and milk, and it would flabbergast people when they found out, but times were hard. His success as a writer gave a total illusory picture of his poor beginnings. He would have to sell the house and move into The Pine Cone Motel. Going to the wardrobe he dug out his wooden shoes and telephoned his agent.

“I need to come back to work” said Arthur “I’m ready to go back on stage again, clog dancing!”


quilly said...

Clog dancing! LOL! That is perfect and I never saw it coming.

Dr.John said...

Three good stories but I liked the last one best. I like surprise endings.
Poor guy has to back to clog dancing.

bettygram said...

I am going to say the same thing but I liked the going back to clog dancing.

Eel Wind said...

i wouldn't give up martinis for cookies and milk, no way, not in a million years! lol :)

I always love the word candelabra...just very magical to me...hehe

Raven said...

I didn't see the clog dancing coming! Wonderful. I think the first was my favorite but they were all wonderfully clever as always. And I loved your doodles!

Lisa said...

These are all really great.

Empress Bee (of the High Sea) said...

personally i'd like a gin martini but that's just me...

smiles, bee

Dianne said...

vodka martini's in a troop plane!!

I think the Pine Cone motel and it's inhabitants would make a wonderful sitcom - or a Monty Python sketch ;)

Richard said...

Why couldn't I see the clog-dancing writer with a bad stock pick coming? You got me again dear.

By the by, I didn't know till this weeks entries that folks called farts fluffer-doodles.


Shrinky said...

Give me the alcohol any say of the week, I might even fit in a clog dance if you feed me enough!

Alice said...

ROFL, that was some ending, a real surprise and funny as heck. Well done!

Lu' said...

I didn't see the clog dancing coming either. Good stories. Nice that Chimera is able to still have a martini while on the troop plane.

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Finding Pam said...

You are such a natural. I loved all three stories. Loved the doodles too.

Have a great weekend.

holly said...

i think my husband just fluffer-doodled.

and i think the economy is just right for *all* clog dancers to come back to work. that would brighten everyone's day. :)

niiiiice one. you make this look so easy.

Akelamalu said...

Aw thanks Quilly :)

Arthur enjoys clog dancing Dr John you don't need to feel sorry for him. (wink)

Needs must Bettygram :)

You like Vodka Martinis Eel Wind? I agree, Candelabra is a magical word. :)

Thanks Raven I'm happy you enjoyed them. x

Cheers Lisa :)

I've never had a Gin Martini Bee :)

Ah you're a Monty Python fan Dianne - me too!

I had to google fluffer-doodles Rich because I'd never heard it before either. :0

Haha you're a girl after my own heart Shrinky LOL

Ah thanks Alice x

Well we know models have to have their little luxuries don't we Lu ;)

I'll be over later Mimi

You're very kind Pam thankyou. x

Fluffer-doodling is a husband thing Holly, of course us ladies don't indulge in such things. (wink)

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