Watered jokes

“Have I you about the man who turned bright red when I gave him a ticket?”

“Bright red? Nope you’ve never told me about that one.”

But off course he had. 

“Well you see, a  flood the night before had moved his car into the wrong parking zone. Being the proverbial clown I gave him a ticket and told him to invest in a flood proof car next time.”

“I guess the flood dislodged his sense of humour.”

“It sure did.”  Hearty laughter filled the air.

The scene and story never varied.

His humour was intact unlike his memory.


Please bear with me I am still having issues with my computer but will undoubtedly find a way to catch up with everyone’s story and blog over the weekend.

Written for Friday fictioneers a writing challenge hosted by Rochelle. The picture was provided by CEAyr the task is to write a 100 words story inspired by it. Thanks Rochelle for hosting the challenge. Thank you for stopping by… do click on the link to read other stories.

Quotes on loss and fear.

Isn’t it amazing the number of interesting nuggets you can find in a story, a comment and even in regular daily activities. Today I would love to share two of such findings with you, for each quote I have included two different photos to give two different perspective. Would love to hear your thoughts on them:

The first is a line taken from a short story by an awesome writer and fellow blogger K Rawson. The story is titled The Things You Lose.


Though the line was written to depict the realities of dementia, I find the line also reflects a life lived mainly in hindsight. A situation where we feel everything good has been lost either intentionally or by accident. Until I read that line it never occurred to me that perhaps those things/persons that got left behind always stay perfect in our minds because we never fully interacted with them. We never got to grow and ride out the ever changing currents of life with them, thus we are not faced daily with their shortcomings or seemingly diminishing/changing value in our life hence why they stay perfect. We also never get to see it or them experience the same changing perception of who we are to them. We view them only from one perspective which is what I have tried to show with the images in the quote.lose

The second one is from a comment made by another blogging friend Elmowrites, she’s an amazing writer and I am sure you will enjoy reading her work.


Our fears are only as big as our minds can comprehend. For example an individual who is scared of heights might have a panic attack when asked to climb the empire states building. The building represents death, accidents, dizziness – these are all juxtaposed on the building by his mind. Same individual loves animals and has a thirst for the great outdoors, thus goes on a safari and has no fears when deadly animals stand at close range to him/her. It’s all in the mind.Fear

What do you think?

Red haired witch.

© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

“From her small balcony, the witch watched the world go by, looking down on everyone else as though she was better than us.” Grandma snarled

“The horrible man eating cow!”

In an amused despairing voice mother cautioned “I don’t like you talking like this in front of my Billie mum, it’s not right.”

Still hissing with venom, grandma coughed and carried on “What’s wrong with it, she needs to learn about such despicable people. You listen to your grandma Billie: there are everywhere, large bosomed red-haired conniving lot desperate to get their hands on your man.”

“Honestly mother, let it go and even if Billie gets a man she won’t have to worry about him wondering off with a red-haired lady … ”

“I’m certain she won’t, grandma has taught her well,”

“No mum, you keep forgetting. Billie is a red-haired lady, perhaps people should worry about her! Honestly mother.”

The witch looked on as they walked past her house.

This story was inspired by the comedy series Bread.

Written by Chioma I.N

In response to the mondaysfinishthestory flash fiction challenge hosted by Barbara. The picture and the first sentence are provided and you have to complete the story in 100- 150 words. Click on this link to read others stories.

Thanks Barbara for providing the picture.

Thank you for stopping by.