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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #287 #Naval history

A little known fact from history, the reason why Nelson claimed not to see, the signal from the hierarchy was because he didn’t have either a 20 or a 50 p.

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Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #362 #Re. Birth

Venus rises from the sea

her classic beauty, quite divine

captured by the painters eye

intriguing viewers over time

coquettish though her stately pose

suggests that though she may be shy

carefully placed pale arms and hands

and one arm resting carefully

leaves one milk white breast exposed

and flowing locks so modestly

preserving her virgin dignity

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #286 #Our once beloved country

How sad, Cheddar Gorge is just a shell of its former self.

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Feeling blue

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #285 #Magic melody

From high up in the hawthorn tree

a beautiful song drifted down to me

I couldn’t see the melodic bird

but instantly knew what I had heard

not a skylark or even nightingale tweet

but a songthrush with its song so sweet.

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Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #361 #Etymologically speaking

During the early to late Middle Ages the general population well, mainly the breadwinner, enjoyed only one holiday each year, invariably a pilgrimage spent visiting a religious shrine. At the numerous pilgrim way service stations or inns catering for the travellers, drinks were served on trays of either wood or metal which were often stolen as souvenirs of the journey, hence the term, gone astray, the  owners would thus feel betrayed and hired blonde, ample-breasted, tartan mini-skirted, stocking clad serving wenches in white blouses carrying nine tankards in each hand to serve tables.

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Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #359 #Know the Bard

Prospero, Alonso, Ariel and Gonzalo

Caliban, Adrian, even Francisco

if you are wandering from where came these names

then reading,”The Tempest,” should surely be your aim.

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One liner Wednesday

Didn’t I warn you, one family move in and then the whole street is full of them, it’s time we left.

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #284 #Do gooders eh.

Wearing dayglo, his cycling helmet back to front

we know he’s a typical safety conscious idiot

while missing the sign he’s run into the bush

I think it’s time he went home for lunch

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21st century tale of the riverbank

Ratty loved to sit on the grassy bank of the winding river.  Relaxing in the warmth of the sun it was hard to stop his little eyes from closing, lean back and just lie with his head resting on one of the soft, sheep-nibbled tussocks. Today though it was not to be for he only had one thought in mind. Staring into the dark, gaping, arched mouth of the tunnel he was eagerly awaiting the next rush of foam coming out into the light of day. His nostrils and whiskers started to twitch and quiver in anticipation as he heard the iron grill rising, knowing a rush of sweet-smelling sewage would soon come pouring out once more as another mass of rubbish was discharged into the sparkling stream. Each time it occurred he would dive into the water, paws outstretched as he paddled through the grey scum on the surface of the water and with a merry smile on his face sift through the dark tumbling cloud examining any floating lumps for delicacies to take home to his little burrow where he could spread them out before Mistress rat and after she had made her choice they would both slowly eat their chosen meal.

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