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SPF: Cartoons aren’t always fun

SPF: Cartoons aren’t always fun

20 CEAyr January 21st 2018© C E Ayr

It was early evening, and Duncan myself had been drinking since the pubs had opened that morning. We had been celebrating because today was Duncan’s birthday and he was finally allowed to have a drink legally.

Staggering home, we had to go past the Windmill was in old man Barney’s field. It was right by the Windmill where Duncan tripped over nothing at all. Naturally, we both had a bit of a giggle about this before ending up sitting on the floor looking at this thing.

“You know, I have always wanted to try that thing happens in cartoons.” Duncan turned to look at my blank expression. He sighed; “you know, that thing where the sails pick up a person and carry them around full circle.”

“Oh, that thing. Well, what harm could it possibly do?”

Of course, that was the question I was always going to regret. Drunkenly, Duncan started towards the Windmill holding up the back of his shirt. The sail came round and picked him up making us cheer. The cheer died away when he reached the top, and the sail turned downwards, so the shirt slid away dropping Duncan to his death.

Apparently, plenty of harm.

Written for Sunday photo fiction

SPF: Always looking up

SPF: Always looking up

222 01 January 7th 2018

As you walked along the street, it was like your eyes were forced to look at the castle on top of the hill. The kind of place scum like us would never own. We would never get to call somewhere so grand home. We would never deserve it because we were the lonely people who always looked up.

The days were long gone when the people of the town where merely workers for the Lord of the Manor. However, the indication that the people who live there were better than we remained. It was an idea ingrained in our heads that we would always be looking up and wishing; just wishing.

I had, like everybody else, heard the rumours that the elderly noble who lived there had died leaving no heir behind him. It was a mystery who was going to take over.

It was, naturally, the talk of the town.

What people did not know was that I had a plan inside my head. The lowly corner shop was why right kicked everything into motion. I walked outside clutching my lottery ticket. As the advert always says, it could be anybody.

This week was going to be my turn.

Written for Sunday photo fiction

Another year comes to an end

Another year comes to an end

On a personal note, this year has been absolutely amazing for me because I have finally been able to write the end on a first draft of the story that has taken me forever to do.

Not only that, but I also discovered that the story I believed was a one-off may turn out to be a series! I am going to start developing ideas!

I would like to thank everyone for their support and encouragement over the past 12 months. Let’s openings to gets to be the best yet!

Until we get to the New Year let’s reflect on the year we have just had. Russell Howard sums up the high points of the year. Happy New Year everybody and I hope you enjoy the video.

I would just like to wish everybody who reads this very Merry Christmas if you celebrate it or not.

It doesn’t matter what race or religion you are, now is a time that everybody should be together and enjoying life.

Or chocolate.

Or cake.

Whatever you do, make it fun 🙂

thank you for all your support over the past year, it is very much appreciated!