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PORTABLE NIGHT ~ 26Th JANUARY 2016

28/1/2016

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 A prompt by Inspiration Monday: Portable Night


PORTABLE NIGHT
by John Yeo

     “Mummy, you really mean we are going to see Aunty Sheila and my cousins down there!” Exclaimed Ruthie, pointing to the toy globe, and spinning it around. “How will we get from here to there?” she asked.
   “Yes darling, we will be going by aeroplane of course, flying from one side of the world to another.” replied her Mum.
  “Mummy, Daddy says they are all upside down over there. Our daytime is their night. how will we sleep?”
  “We will adjust Ruthie, we will have to try to sleep in our daytime here and their night-time there!”
   “What about the bogeymen that only come out at night? Will they be around in the daytime there?” asked Ruthie
   “Ahh! That’s a difficult question darling, bogeymen come in all shapes and sizes, even here at home we have nasty bogeymen that are about in the daytime!”
  “Mummy, stop it! I know when you are joking, you always smile and crinkle your eyes up.”
   “Yes Ruthie, now go to sleep! We have a long journey tomorrow.”

  The next day the family took their seats on a Qantas  Airbus and were soon tucking into some tempting airline food, Ruthie was very excited. “Daddy what time is it there now?”
   “About 9 o'clock at night, they are about 10 hours in front of us over there. You would be in bed there now.”
  Soon the friendly aircrew came around to make sure everybody was comfortable, and asked for all the windows to be blacked out. Ruthie was curious about this as the sun was shining and it was still daytime outside. “Mummy why is everybody sleeping in the middle of the day?”
     “Shush darling, people are sleeping, we have to try to sleep now, to catch up with the time where we are going. The curtains turn our day into a portable night, so we can reset our body-clocks.”
    “Daddy, Where is my body-clock?”
   “Shush please!” Came an irate voice from an elderly gentleman in the row behind. “People are trying to sleep. Please be quiet, or I will call the steward!”
  “Mummy, is that what you mean by a day-time bogeyman”
  “Hush Ruthie!” Said her Mother suppressing a broad grin.

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CATASTROPHIC SUCCESS ~ 21st January 2016

23/1/2016

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A prompt response for Inspiration Monday ~ ‘Catastrophic Success’

CATASTROPHIC SUCCESS
by John Yeo

     “Bill and Bella have won the lottery!” said Robin enthusiastically to his wife.
   ”What’s that darling? You’re joking! Really how much did they win, I must catch up with Bella. Do you know, she’s my oldest friend, but I haven’t heard from her for months.”
   “I’m not exactly sure how much, Sarah my love. I must try to get hold of Bill too, we were on the golf club committee together, maybe he will have won enough to see his way clear to funding a new clubhouse.”
  Sarah smiled as she bent down and patted a passing dog that was on a long lead, “Hello Rexie, good girl, there’s a good doggie, sorry I haven’t got any chocolate today. Hello, Mrs. Perkins! Have you heard the news? Bill and Bella have won the lottery this week.”
  “Have they really Mrs. Edwards, how much did they win? I’m on my way to the church, the Vicar was asking after them last Sunday. I’m sure they will make a substantial donation towards the fund for a new church roof, now they are wealthy.”
  “Well Mrs Perkins, I don’t know how wealthy they are, but old Ted, the gardener distinctly overheard Bill say to Bella on his mobile, we’ve won the lottery!”
   “Hello you two!” A tall slim man approached smiling broadly. “I expect you have heard the news, we have two winners in the community, it’s all over the village. Bill and Bella are always saying how the school needs more IT equipment. I am on my way to see them now, I am sure they will make a substantial donation.” Mr Saunders the headmaster, had kept the local school going for years, Bill and Bella were both ex students.    
   "Have you heard how much they have won?”

  “No Mr Saunders, no-one seems to know, I expect they asked for no publicity, you can’t be too careful these days.” replied Mrs Edwards.
    “That hypocrite who lives at the end of the village, you know, the one who hates kids walking by his house, always running down Bill and Bella’s kids to all and sundry, wants to organise a surprise party down at the pub for the lucky winners. Money does have some strange effects on people.”
 David the local postman rode by on his cycle and called out.               'There is a traffic jam in the village apparently someone has won the lottery. Who phoned the press? I can’t get through to deliver the mail!,”
 Suddenly a police siren sounded, cutting into the normal peaceful calm of the village.

   Mrs. Potts a matronly lady dashed up to the villagers and said,
           "Someone has been spreading false rumours about Bill and Bella winning the lottery. Well they only won £25.00 for matching three numbers, chaos has erupted, beggars have come from miles around.”

  There was a deafening silence as this astonishing news sunk in among the assembled villagers.
     “The good news is, old sourpuss has paid for a surprise party tonight and everyone is invited.”

  First a few silent grins, then a snicker and several chuckles, with loud laughter that developed into side-splitting roars of mirth, resounded among the villagers.

  Six months later, Bill and Bella quietly sold their house and left the village, never to be seen again. Old sourpuss often wondered about that!

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