Forging ahead with fictional endeavours: ~ Write a life on a page and hurry not to its grave; abhor not the coming age, for eternal is the next page. ~ Read what you will, I hope you will enjoy reading as much as I do writing.

True story tuesday


Time for a real-life scenario designed to amuse you. 🙂

You’ve had the flat to yourself for nearly a month. You’re not the tidiest person and you share a small space with another adult. You discover that you have your Aunt’s return date wrong after discovering via facebook that she is on a plane back. The place is not a tip but noooo where near her standards of clean (or, let’s face it, you own for the matter but hey who bothers when it’s just themselves.) What do you do?

A. Smoke me a kipper, I’ll be back for breakfast (Arrive, cause chaos, leave before they catch on)

B. Have a mental breakdown. Be found hours later sitting facing a corner rocking backwards and forwards muttering ‘1 fish, 2 fish, red fish, blue fish.’

C. Sit on the couch like you own the place. When she walks in the door demand to know why the dishes aren’t clean.

D. Feign innocence. What mess.

E. Have a panic driven cleaning session in which you scrub the place form top to bottom.

Side note: Yes, I did go with E. Of course I went with E. 1 would require decent enough acting to get myself institutionalised and the other 3 would require a pre-dug grave.


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