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After 30 indecisive years, she took the 35mm wedding photos from the forgotten reaches of the wardrobe, removed dust and gunge, and sent them off for digital copies. Then continued with her perfect life. Weeks later, Detectives arrived and arrested her. It wasn’t the wedding photos. (280 Characters) Tuesday is Twittering Tales Day. Thanks Kat! … Continue reading Twittering Tales #138
Foibles Kevin was a freakish child. His Dad despaired each time he gave him a present of Lego or Meccano. His mother only smiled. Instead of constructing cars, aeroplanes or ships, Kevin would string pieces of Meccano together and slide them from bedpost to doorknob. Strange aerial objects, bolted loosely together that made odd noises … Continue reading Sunday Photo Fiction – 26.5.19
Those that survived named it the Bullet Spider (Bulla Araneae), a mutant species; a consequence of the fifth great nuclear incident. It had a voracious appetite for Silica. No window was safe. Then it invited its spidery companion the Humanis Carnivoris Araneae. In colossal numbers. (279 chars) It’s Tuesday and I’m more or less on … Continue reading Twittering Tales #137
Harsh light escaped from the open fridge where rancid butter, wilted carrots and mouldy yoghurt beckoned. Other pervasive odours lingered in the kitchen. Was that a body hidden in the shadows? As I approached the fridge, I glimpsed the gleam of a knife. But it was already too late. (277 chars) I’m a bit late … Continue reading Twittering Tales #136
“It’s really down to a question of being in the right place at the right time. I often spend hours, even days, waiting for the ideal conditions.” Final photograph of John Jones (7.5.1956 – 10.4.2018) (198 characters) I just missed posting this Twittering Tale on the day of the challenge by less than an hour … Continue reading Twittering Tales #135
She took the twine bound bundle of musky letters from the box on top of the wardrobe. Amongst the love letters was an official letter dated the 2nd of September 1945. Without opening she mouthed the contents. “… we’re sorry to inform you that his injuries proved fatal …” (272 characters) I’m really enjoying the … Continue reading Twittering tales #134
Afternoon Tea I got up cheerily from my armchair. “How about a nice cup of tea, Julia?” “That would be wonderful Hon!” She replied, sitting rigidly on the edge of the sofa. I hurried to the kitchen, poured her some Earl Grey, added 4 drops of 2Die4, a handy internet purchase, decorated a side plate … Continue reading Sunday Photo Fiction (28.4.19)
