Dear All,
Let's have some Creative Writing.... 'Free Form' Stories - which means, at this stage- even I Don't know Where It Is all 'going'.......
Imagine that you are travelling down a, very long, very dark, very noisy Lane. There are Sounds 'All Around'.... some evidently Happy, other clearly Sad, yet more Scared, still more Splashing in water. Suddenly ALL the Noise STOPS, not a Single, Solitary Sound.... at all....Nothing.
Then suddenly, you hear, "All Aboard....Get A Move On Lad" and you are pushed 'hard' in the back. You open your eyes to find yourself, in the BAR OF THE 'RED LION', Dylan- who else- is looking at you "You OK Mark? That was a 'nasty' tumble, you took" You shake your head, whacking yourself around the ears.....
"Tickets please" asks the guard, nudging you awake. "S,s,s, Sorry m,m,m, mate" you stammer passing him your Ticket. "Very Good Sir, Change at Carlisle". You stare at the ticket 'Single to Barrow-In-Furness' price Thirty-Five Pounds & twenty-seven pence. 'Barrow-In- Furness? What the Blazes am I going THERE For......
"Wake Up Daddy" calls a young voice excitedly "I've got my New Shoes on... quick Daddy look!" You open your eyes and standing there entirely naked, apart from her shoes, is your Daughter Annabelle. "Do you 'Like' them Daddy, oh say you Do Daddy...Please!" "They're Lovely 'Darling', the nicest shoes I've Ever Seen!" you reply, wondering just 'how the heck' she 'got' New shoes- certainly Not from you...
"Cup of tea Sir?" askes a friendly voice, looking up, you see Doris the Tea Lady- complete with her Trolley of 'goodies'. "Oh yes, thank you 'Love'" you reply, with a smile. "No 'chance' of a Bacon Butty, I don't suppose?" Doris gives you one of her 'Lovely Smiles' "Of course Sir, anything else- while I'm here... a newspaper perhaps?" You Settle Up, with Doris and open up The Times- whilst you eat the Bacon Butty. 'A Lovely 'bit' of bacon' you think to yourself.
Then you hear The Queen Elizabeth Clock Tower (often incorrectly known by it's Main Bell's name 'Big Ben') Strike Twelve, no Thirteen... wait Fifteen- yes Fifteen. "Fifteen O 'Clock?... I'll be Late for the Party. Margaret will positively 'Kill' me! Quickly running, into the kitchen, you Grab the Flowers- from the vase, only briefly Wondering 'quite Why' they were Gift Wrapped.
"Birmingham Central" announces the Speaker- JUST above your Head, giving you a 'Heck Of a Start'. The young man opposite Wrestles with his large suitcase, managing to knock over, the young girl's Barbie Bag, on his way out of the carriage. "Stupid S-D!" said the child's Mother, whilst picking up the spilt contents "it's alright Darling, nothings broken" she re-assured her sobbing Daughter.
"Wake Up Mark, you silly Bu--ger, you caught one!, Taken your whole 'Float' down". Waking up suddenly you start to Reel in, the Line, "Get the NET 'under it', Hurry Up" called over Reg. Reaching for your Landing Net, you JUST manage to 'Bag' it.... a Fifteen Pound Perch! "Well done Mate... I bet it's a Beauty" called over Reg.
Back on the Train, you finish the Bacon Butty, and The Times Crossword, at the same time. Looking out of the Window, you wonder, why there is a Thunder Storm 'happening' on such a Bright, Sunny Day.
I don't know if Anyone wants to 'Pick Up' on any of these 'Threads', or indeed, add some new ones- the All Expenses Paid Trip To Mars (for that totally 'Out Of This World' experience).
I'd love to Hear, from you all.
AndrewT
