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 Charlotte and can be found here

This week's words/prompts are: 

1.include  2.lick  3.saunter  4.hand  5. berry  6.apples 

and/or: 

1.respect  2.elbow  3.fork  4.measure  5.knife  6.dream

also including Charlotte's colour of the month: purple.

Here is my story:

We sauntered along the sand, hand in hand, taking big licks from our boysenberry ice-cream cones, “look at that purple” said Judith, “it’s amazing, I’ve never even heard of boysenberry before today and I like it a lot.” “Gotta have respect for someone willing to make purple ice cream,” said Elliot. “We should include this in our dessert list of foods we are taking to Carly’s Halloween party.”

“It’s nice of Ian and Jane to invite us, it’s been a dream of mine to see inside that house for a long time, the outside is so castle-like, I can’t help hoping the inside is more child friendly though.” “Yep,” said Elliot, “I’ve seen inside a castle or two, in Scotland mainly and they’re cold and draughty, although that might be because no one lives in them.”

“At least Jane’s house only looks castley, it isn’t huge,” said Judith. “Castley?” said Elliot, nudging her with his elbow, “I do believe you just made that up. There’s no such word.” “I did not,” said Judith. “Your son did, just last week when we played scrabble, insisted it was a real word.” “Hmmm,” said Eliott, “he does like all those dungeon and dragon comics, maybe that’s where he learned it.”

“Switching tack,” said Judith, “I believe they will be bobbing for apples too, so maybe we could suggest at least one food that needs a knife and fork for the parents to eat?” “Good idea,” said Elliot. “I’ll speak to Ian at work tomorrow.”