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It was the middle of the summer holidays and Benji had reached the level of mindnumbing boredom. As he lay in the field he turned to his mate, Johnny, and sighed heavily.
“Yeah, me too.”
They had been staring up at the sky, but right now Benji twisted his head to stare at the fencing. Suddenly his face cracked into a smile. “Do you have your gloves?”
When Benji’s dad, Alfred, looked later he was amazed to find the barbed wire fencing had been twisted into a perfect circle so the two boys could play a game.
“Ingenious,” he muttered.
Written for Friday fictioneers
AngieTrafford 
I#m surprised Alred was so restrained! Clever sto
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LOL, me too! Thanks for reading.
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But what’s their game I wonder. Alfred and the round table?
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LOL… I thought of getting a ball through the ring! Thanks for reading.
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Ah.. sometimes boredom is the a great mother of inventions.
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It sure can lead to great ideas! Thanks for reading.
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Fun story.
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Glad you enjoyed it, thanks for reading.
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They are very creative. This was fun.
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Thanks for reading, glad you enjoyed it!
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Mindnumbing boredom apparently is new mother of inventions. Nice story
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It certainly gets those grey cells moving. Thanks for reading.
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