Here's my efforts, complete with my doodles.
This Week's Ten Word Challenge is: prefix, art festival, income tax, chicken noodle soup, jump rope, Dutch Treat, flowering plum tree, bats in the belfry, diamond earrings, tigers
“Come to the art festival with me?” Jane begged her friend Mel.
“You know I’m not into that sort of thing” retorted Mel.
“I’ll let you borrow my diamond earrings anytime you like and we could have lunch at the ‘Bats In The Belfry’ restaurant afterwards, you love their chicken noodle soup” bribed Jane.
Meeting at the ‘Prefix’ gallery the following day Jane paid their entry fee then broke the news that “I can’t afford to pay for the meal at the restaurant. I’ve just filled in my income tax return and finances are worse than I thought, so it will have to be a Dutch treat.”
“Typical, you got me here under false pretences” complained Mel.
“Oh shut up you’ll enjoy it” said Jane.
Sitting in the restaurant later Mel shook her head. “What a load of rubbish! How can anyone call a sculpture of a pile of kid’s jump ropes and a tiger’s skin art? There was only one thing remotely artistic and that was the painting of the flowering plum tree.” said Mel.
“Yeah I agree” said Jane “but the artist was dishy wasn’t he, and I got a date with him!”
Mini Challenge: book club, organic tea, the cow jumped over the moon, paragon of virtue, wench
Jilly sipped her organic tea as she listened to the children reciting nursery rhymes at the afternoon book club in the library where she worked.
“Hey diddle, diddle, the cat and the fiddle, the cow jumped over the moon…” they chorused.
She loved her job at the library and her colleagues thought she was a paragon of virtue, which she was, most of the time. What they didn’t know was that she spent weekends as a serving wench for a company that specialised in organising medieval banquets come orgies!
book club. She was a spinster who had given up all hope of finding her ‘Prince Charming’. Her first impression of Claude was ‘he’s got bats in the belfry’ but she soon realised what a nice person he was, a veritable paragon of virtue.
Claude was a similar age and old fashioned, which Alice found endearing. Claude called her wench and insisted on paying for everything, refusing her offer of Dutch treats. Their friendship blossomed as they took long walks in the park, where they would sit watching the children feeding the ducks on the lake and playing jump rope. Claude introduced Alice to organic tea at a little coffee shop called ‘The Cow Jumped Over The Moon’. He took her to art festivals and the zoo, where he regaled her with his knowledge of the tigers and other big cats. Claude introduced her to his amateur dramatic group ‘Prefix’ where she became a valued member. When Alice was having trouble completing her income tax return Claude took over and filled it in for her
“What more could a girl want ?” thought Alice.
Six months later Alice was in love with Claude and was sure he felt the same way. He told her he’d booked a table at their favourite restaurant, The Flowering Plum Tree, as he had something he needed to tell her.
“This is it” thought Alice “he’s going to ask me to marry him!”
They had just enjoyed a bowl of chicken noodle soup when Claude presented her with a small gift box. Excitedly Alice opened it to find a pair of diamond earrings . Claude took Alice’s hand and instead of the proposal Alice was expecting he explained
“I love you Alice. If you were a man I’d marry you, I’m gay you see. I hope we can still be friends? ”
“Of course” said Alice, trying not to sound too disappointed. “Oh well, a girl can’t have everything I suppose” said Alice to herself.
I'm off on another jaunt today (will blog about it next week) so will get around to reading everyone on Sunday.