ALMOST APOCALYPSE

The four horsemen of the apocalypse rode out into the sunshine of another summer’s day. Three of them were girls. They would start their tour of destruction in the back garden.

But first there were daisy chains to be made and butterflies to be chased. The boy dangled his toes in the water of the stream which bubbled along at the bottom of the hill. There would be hell to pay when mother found out but demonic angels were accustomed to adversity and later was a long time in the future.

The youngest girl interrupted her butterfly chase to scrunch her eyes shut as a bee flew by too close for comfort. “A pestilence on all bees!” she announced to the indifferent blue sky. She wasn’t sure what a pestilence was but it sounded like a good way of avoiding bee stings.

The eldest girl tried hard to avoid the rumblings of her stomach as she concentrated on making a flower necklace for pestilence, who was fond of such fripperies. She wished that she had eaten some breakfast though it didn’t seem like an appropriate way to bring about famine and anyway she was on a diet. Daddy didn’t like fat girls.

War was having similar thoughts as she attacked the crisps, which she had smuggled out of the kitchen along with a bottle of pop. What daddy didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, she thought as she battled to unscrew the top from the lemonade bottle.

The morning stretched out in front of them, an endless panorama of possibilities. It would be a shame to bring the world to an end before they had explored some of them. The four gathered under a great oak tree to discuss the situation in the cool of its tranquil shade. A unanimous decision was reached to delay the apocalypse until after lunch, which was a lifetime away.

War mustered her forces, cunningly disguised as trees, she shouted commands to the sentinel bodies of the attentive forest and pestilence ran away from a huge spider wishing heartily that all insects would get sick so that they would have to stay in bed. Famine pondered the problem of what if anything she should eat for lunch as she tied off the daisy chain and set about making a matching bracelet. The boy, otherwise known as death wandered away on his own, he had some time to kill…..

Puppy Love

“Love me.” You beg,
With your big brown doggy eyes.
We are not so different,
You and I.

SELECTIVE DEAFNESS

I speak,
My words,
Falling like pebbles,
Into a lake of silence.

No ripple,
No response,
They drown,

In your indifference

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Photo by Erin McKittrick

CHUFFING MEME!

Just when I thought it was safe to come out of the water and nip back to Athens for the weekend AZZITIZZ, who I recently gave a shout out, bloody well tags me.
I am supposed to tell you the rules but, quite frankly it isn’t rocket science so if you can’t work them out by reading the post you probably ought to run for president.

1. Every time I say that I am not going to do another meme it turns out to be a big fat lie.
2. I can hop for quite an impressive distance across very hot sand (I found this out last week when I stepped on a wasp at the beach).
3, I have overcome my fear of cockroaches (killing dozens of the things on a daily basis at our holiday let is excellent therapy).
4. Every time I see a bride being transported to church I get an almost irresistible urge to run after her screaming “DON’T DO IT! DON’T DO IT!”
5. I hate listening to squeaky/ high pitched voices so Mickey Mouse annoys the hell out of me.
6. I REALLY hate clowns, I may have mentioned this before but it bears repeating.
7. Hell will freeze over before I do a HNT,
8. YOUR TURN .What do you THINK you know about me?

Now it is my turn to tag:-

Tina, A post, a post…If only to cock my leg on.
Pauline. Keep it in the family.
Puerileuwaite. Well overdue!
Myutopia, nice name.
Sugar Smacks. Should be interesting
Blancodeviosa. She loves memes as much as I do.
Squirl, I don’t visit her nearly as much as I should.
Top Cat, for being a cool cat, and an “awesome dude”

SHOUTOUT

I HAVE jUST FOUND THIS BLOGGER AZZITIZZ. SHE IS HILARIOUS!
Visit her at her "totally transparent party" blog.

STONEY GROUND

Let me in I beg,
Open the door.
Too long I have stood
Outside in the cold.

Slowly I am freezing,
And my heart has lost all feeling’
For the man whose children I have borne,
For the man with whom I share a home.

But your blank look is all I see.
Your mind is closed and locked to me.
Trapped within your lonely walls.
Unable it seems to answer my calls.

So we wait,
We two,
Together but apart,
As love turns to hate.
And petrifies my heart.

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LULU ROCKS AND SO DO I !

My blogging friend Queenie has very kindly seen fit to give me a rockin' girl blogger award. It was bright pink but another of my friends, Dan, helped me out by changing the colour to blue so that it would match my blog's colour scheme. I would have nominatedDan but as heisn't a girl I restrained myself. Someone who is a bit quicker than me though nominated his cat Lulu so I am now in very exalted company indeed. Now it is my turn to nominate five lucky ladies for this distinction:-
My first choice is Lime and not because I have a green button. On the contrary the green button was made because there is lime.
Second in my illustrious line-up comes my sister Pauline. Not because she is my sister but because her blog really rocks.
My third choice is the incomparable Logo who is as witty a biking blogger as you could wish to meet.
Fourth in my line- up is Blancodeviosa becauseI love her pics and poetry as well as her "don't give me any shit"attitude.
Last but by no means least, my fifth choice for a rockin' girlblogger award is Tina.
Now she will have to post.





If I could I would nominate at least another five
but I guess it would be bending the rules too far
so I will have to make do with naming them:
miss understood, sugar smacks, groovy lady,
Ann, Val and Ali.
I will get you next time or develop the know how
to create an award of my own in the autumn.