Wednesday's Words on a Friday

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.

This month the prompts are supplied by Elephant's Child and can be found here.

This week's words/prompts are: 
1. practice 
2. bent 
3. night 
4. fairy 
5. never 
6. liquid  

and/or: 
"out of the frying pan into the fire" 

Here is my story: 

"Bobby opened his new Practice today, hung up his shingle and now he is officially Doctor Jones," said Miranda as she bent the corners of yet another sheet of paper, trying to make the origami swans exactly as pictured. 

"That's nice dear," said Mary, her mother. "Has he found a decent receptionist yet? I've been watching that Doc Martin on TV and that receptionist he has is a real dill. Talk about flighty!" 

"He's interviewing a few people today, one of them is male which is a bit unusual, but if he's right for the job, he'll get it. When is Doc Martin on? I remember watching that years ago, they must be doing the repeats again." 

"Monday night at 7:30," said Mary, I never miss an episode. "Now how much liquid stock do you want in this casserole?" "One pint thanks Mum, and add it slowly, stirring it in so it doesn't get lumpy."

 "If this turn out well, I'll pass the recipe on to the rest of my group, they're always on the lookout for something they can prepare in the morning and just let cook all day in a slow cooker. We used to call these things Crock-pots," said Mary. "How are you doing with those swans?" "They're a mess," said Miranda, "I wish Sarah had asked for something simpler, or she could have just bought little paper baskets to hold those tiny Easter Eggs. Joel certainly wouldn't care, he's only one year old and doesn't even know the meaning of birthdays or Easter. Or parties." 

"Give her a ring and see if she'll change her mind," said Mary. 
"I might just do that right now," said Miranda. "It's an odd time to have a Christening isn't it? On his first birthday and it's Easter Saturday." 

"Sarah always was a bit odd, she certainly had a lot of weird ideas as a teenager and doesn't seem to have changed much since then."

"She asked me to be Godmother for Joel, but she said Fairy Godmother, so I don't know what she expects me to be. Someone who can wave a wand and magically get things done?"
Miranda headed towards the phone sitting in its charger cradle.