Daily Prompt on WordPress ~ 10th JANUARY 2016 ~ THE INDIGESTIBLE RETURN

Modern Families

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Daily prompt on WordPress ~ Sunday 10th January 2015

Modern Families

If one of your late ancestors were to come back from the dead and join you for dinner, what things about your family would this person find the most shocking?

THE INDIGESTIBLE RETURN

by John Yeo

    I would imagine if my Great-Great-Grandmother was resurrected and came to dinner, she would be shocked at the speed with which the food was prepared. The quality and the quantity of the food that was presented and the cleanliness and the labour-saving gadgets. Granny would be amazed at the way the children were continually buried in their iPhones and electronic gadgets, she would be shocked at the lack of table manners and polite conversation. Most of all, I think the adorable Granny would be devastated, to see a television beaming programmes during the meal and the level of violence portrayed in front of the children. She may even arrive in time to share a TV dinner and be amazed to see the family not sitting around the dinner table.

    The venerable old lady would probably die another death for a second time, if she discovered the levels of degeneration society had sunk to, through viewing certain social media sites and pages.

 

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Picture it and Write ~ DRAMA IN THE NIGHT

This is the latest Picture it and Write prompt from Ermilia’s blog
https://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2015/06/21/picture-it-write-64/

Ermilia Fire escape

As usual the image is supplied and credited by Ermilia

DRAMA IN THE NIGHT

by John Yeo

The silence of darkness had fallen swiftly over the cold unfeeling city. The silence was never truly felt as the distant sounds of police sirens and ambulances or fire engines was always a song in the background. He pulled his collar up and tightened the scarf around  his neck, the night had drawn in quickly and brought a sudden drop in the temperature.

 He could hardly wait to get to his destination, his mind drooling over the sight he would be enjoying yet again. Suddenly with a hissing screech, a black cat crossed his path. 

‘Wow! You made me jump pussy,’ He thought, ‘Still as the old saying goes a black cat is lucky.’

 He continued through the back streets of the city, he knew exactly where he was going, a frisson of excitement electrified his nerves as he got closer to his usual  viewing point. 

 A sudden shower of rain began, as he reached the iron fire escape and began to climb the metal steps. 

 ‘I will have to be very careful, it would be so easy to slip and fall.’ He thought, as he climbed to the top.

 He opened his backpack and drew out a pair of binoculars then he focused on the surrounding windows.

 ‘Hey! The big blonde is almost in her birthday suit, as pretty as the day she was born, except she’s much more curvaceously mature now.’

 His vivid tortured imagination went into overdrive. 

Another wide sweep of the windows and he whistled softly to himself as a couple were taking advantage of the privacy of their apartment without drawing the curtains. 

‘They must feel safe with just the bare walls of an office building opposite.’ 

 He smiled to himself and adjusted the optical lens to zoom in on them.

 Then he suddenly caught sight of a horror stricken face staring straight at him from one of the windows.

 ‘Oh! I have been spotted, I better get out of here fast.’

 He ran as fast as he could, slipping down, almost falling down the iron fire escape that was still damp from the rain.

 A distant police siren screamed, then another responded and as they got closer the echoes became louder.

 He reached almost to the bottom of the fire escape then jumped and melted into the shadows as two police cars raced up with lights blazing and a squeal of brakes.

 His heart beating fast, almost stopped as a hand grasped his shoulder, he turned and found himself staring into a pair of steel~grey eyes above a clerical collar.

 ‘You need help my son, give yourself up, I am with you, We will face your future together.’

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Picture it and Write ~ Decisions? ~ Decisions?

This is the latest Picture it and Write prompt from Ermilia’s blog

https://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2015/02/22/__picture-it-write-101/

Ermilia forest

As usual the image is supplied and credited by Ermilia

DECISIONS? ~DECISIONS?

by John Yeo

The garden needs a lot of work and we are at the planning stage. 

“I think if we cut the trees down, we can lay lawns and have a lake for wild-fowl, with flower beds and borders. We can build a summer- house with many arbours and marble statues everywhere. Nature can be modelled, shaped and controlled.” 

“No! Why not have a forest garden and encourage wildlife with deer, squirrels and much birdlife. A natural garden would be best, we don’t need the artificiality of manicured lawns and borders, that is too much like hard work. Nature always wins in the end, whatever we do.”

“We can always concrete the whole area over and build high-rise flats, we could make a lot of money that way. Nature would take a long time to win then!”

“Now you are being silly, I know you don’t like to be overlooked and feel crowded, I see a natural garden, where we keep the trees, and have a woodburning stove. We would have our isolation with privacy to write and create. We will have a vegetable plot with chickens in the middle of our own forest. Nature would be our friend and we would both win then.” 

Yes! We can build a small gallery with workshops and encourage a community of artists and writers. We will build cabins in the yard and sell our work in the gallery shop. Nature would be our partner and our friend.”

Ermilia forest

As usual the image is supplied and credited by Ermilia

 

Copyright (c) Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved

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