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 to read it and add a few encouraging words.

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

This week's prompts are: 

1. pull the wool over his eyes 

2. put a sock in it 

3. dog's breakfast 

4. gone walkabout 

5. six of one, half a dozen of the other 

6. tell him he's dreaming

Here is my story:

Jack sat down to eat, looked at the plate Kelly set in front of him and said, “Bit of a dog’s breakfast here Kel, what is it?” “Last night’s leftovers chopped up and fried with a couple of eggs mixed in.” “Aha,” said Jack. “My mum used to call this hash,” said Kelly. “Well, as long as it tastes decent,” said Jack.

The children came to the table and right away Cheryl began whining about no cereal being available. “Put a sock in it Cher,” said Brian. “What’s this then Mum?” “Hash,” said Kelly. “Looks like fried up leftovers to me,” said Brian. Jack said, “You can’t pull the wool over his eyes Kel.” “True,” said Brian, “I’m old enough now to see what’s right in front of me.” “Have we run out of money or something?” asked Cheryl. “Why isn’t there any cereal or milk? I don’t like my cup of tea without milk!”

“The cow has dried up love,” said Kelly. “There won’t be anymore milk until she has another calf and it seems the bull has gone walkabout again.” “I sent the trackers after him,” said Jack, “and told them to find where he broke through the fence again.”

“I’ll come out with you later and help fix the fence Dad,” said Brian. “I’m strong enough now I reckon.” “I reckon you might be,” said Jack. “I’ll give you a go.” “That agent came out from town again yesterday,” said Kelly, “I saw you talking to him.”

“He’s made another offer on the farm,” said Jack. “Why don’t we just sell?” said Cheryl. “Just selling won’t fix all the problems love,” said Kelly. “We’d have money, but nowhere to live. We’d have to buy a place, probably in town and then the money is gone again and maybe we wouldn’t even have a bit of land for chooks and vegetables.” “one of those ‘six of one-half a dozen of the other’ situations,” said Brian.

“When did you get so smart?” said Jack with a laugh. “High school teaches us a lot,” said Brian. “So if he comes back again, tell him he’s dreaming!” “Maybe not,” said Kelly with a look at Jack. “What’s on your mind Kel?” he asked. “That top end,” she said. “It’s a decent paddock, got a small dam on it, but we can’t afford to plant it. Why not offer that? We’d keep the home paddock and the south corner where the cow lives and have some money too.”

“We could sell the bull,” said Brian. “Mr Wilson could use him I reckon, he keeps saying he likes the look of him.” “And just hire him back whenever Daisy is ready?” said Jack. “That could work.”