Thursday, 29 September 2011

A Good Investment

Well, it's been a month now since I "lost" the camera in my own house, so I think it is time to give it up and buy another.  I don't mind buying a new one, I just mind paying for it!

So, for this post, I've decided to run another of the 50 word mini stories.

A Good Investment

When she turned 60, Gina had a facelift.  What the hell, she thought. I feel like 40, I might as well look it.

There were consequences.  Marriage to a younger man, riotious sex, and spending her pension money on pedicures and pampering.

All told, a good return on her investment.

Sunday, 25 September 2011


Sorry to be posting this without images, but I don't have any for this story, and I think using your imagination will do it more justice!

Should you DIY?  (Do it yourself?) Or DDYI?  (DON'T do it yourself.)  Let the following story be a cautionary tale.

I heard of someone whose husband wasn't especially good at DIY, but unfortunately, he WAS willing.  In the absence of having proper support, he began sawing on the living room coffee table.  Consequently, he sawed not only through the wood, but also through the table.  Wife was not pleased.  In fact, she FORBADE him doing any more DIY and getting in the professionals.

Did he listen?  Did he, heck!  She came home one day to see that he had taken the back door off its hinges to install a cat flap.  To her surprise, he did a marvellous job of it.  It fit beautifully and looked like it was done by a "proper" workman.  Then he put the door back on its hinges, and discovered that the cat flap was actually 5 feet in the air!

Even more astounding, the cat has learned how to use it!  However, the poor beast has to launch itself at the cat flap and sometimes comes through with such velocity that it ends up in the sink.

I ask you, is this a case for DDIY?  It is unless half coffee tables and cat flaps 5 feet above ground are your cup of tea!

Wednesday, 7 September 2011

Is My Camera Lost, Misplaced or Gone off into the Ether?

Well, what a drag.  Can't post any photos today, as my camera has gone on holiday (somewhere!) without me.  I presume I've just misplaced it somewhere in the house, although this isn't an encouraging thought.

Given that I haven't any photos to show, I'll have to fall back on my old stand-by: the 50 word story.  Here's another one.

The Cost of Maintenance

Joanne was accustomed to getting her nails done, her hair coloured, her face toned.

Harvey loved it.

Yet when they married, he complained.

"Well, dear," she said, "You have a beautiful wife who adores you.  Would you like another type of wife?"

He instigated a standing account at the salon.