The idea is, every week Raven (Views 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: translation, crunchy, cat’s paw, trunk, I love raspberry tarts, global warming, star struck, the midnight ride of Paul Revere, fragile, Spring fever
“I love raspberry tarts, how do you make them crunchy?” Jilly asked her mother as she shifted the cat’s paw off her plate.
“I’ll let you have the recipe if you’ll read the midnight ride of Paul Revere to me in French” replied her mother.
“I’ll read it in English, you know it loses so much in translation” said Jilly.
They were in the garden enjoying the sunshine Jilly eating and her mother was making a garden feature by planting up an old trunk.
“Do you think summers will get warmer?” her mother asked. “I do, I think it’s down to global warming, what do you think?”
“For sure the eco system is fragile Mum. Have you got a touch of spring fever, you seem to have bought a lot of bedding plants?” asked Jilly.
“Mmmmm, I did go a bit mad but there was a television star promoting something at the garden centre and I lost track of what I was putting in the trolley. I think I was a bit star struck!”
“What are you like Mum?” said Jilly “Have you got any more raspberry tarts?”
Mini Challenge: pancakes and syrup, flat tire, mongoose, this place looks like a bordello, first dance
Jimmy asked the pretty girl for the first dance. Four dances later they were getting along like a house on fire.
“This place looks like a bordello, the way they’ve decorated it” he told her “how about we go for some pancakes and syrup at a little place I know?”
“That would be nice” she replied, so off they went.
They were only halfway there when Jimmy ran over a mongoose in his car and got a flat tyre – the girl was less than amused!
“This place looks like a bordello!” exclaimed Mongoose Trunk, the author, as he took in his surroundings. He was here at the ‘The Cat’s Paw Club’, in Marrakesh, on a relaxing holiday after the launch of his new book, ‘Spring Fever’.
His publisher had arranged the holiday and promised him everyone would be star struck when they found out who he was. He was sitting in the club’s equivalent of the VIP area, though it left a lot to be desired decided Mongoose. Everyone was sitting on cushions on the floor, around low tables laden with food. He was picking at something crunchy and just happened to mention to his host “I love raspberry tarts, I don’t suppose you can get them here can you?”
“Of course” replied his host, who clapped his hands and spoke quickly in his own language to the waiter who attended. Unfortunately this was lost in translation and they brought him pancakes and syrup instead. Suddenly there was a flurry of activity and a belly dancer appeared. Her first dance was quite tame but subsequent dances got Mongoose hot under the collar.
“If you like we can go to a traditional Bedouin camp where you can see more dancers” offered his host. Mongoose was keen so his host quickly made the arrangements.
There were lots of other people at the Bedouin camp and Mongoose thoroughly enjoyed himself, unfortunately, on the way to the Bedouin camp, the car got a flat tyre so the host said they would have to make the return journey by camel. “I can’t ride a camel” said Mongoose “can’t you get me a horse and I can pretend I’m re-enacting the midnight ride of Paul Revere?”
“No, horses fart too much and contribute to global warming” said the host.
A camel ride through the desert, after an evening of excess, left Mongoose feeling rather fragile.