Secondly, and perhaps more obviously, I would again press as to why my husband is now on what is quite obviously a dangerous undertaking. He did not take either a proper coat or sturdy shoes,
I Just wanted to say a big thank you to everyone that has clicked, read, liked and followed me since I turned up on here just a couple of weeks ago.
When Yako spent his food-creds on the lottery he knew it was their last chance of escaping the bleak existence of Earth.
Now as it turns out, across the collective 11256 recognised civilisations registered at the Central Galactic Office for Sentience more than two thirds have something culturally equivalent to a nice cup of tea.
“Bloody hell Charlie! his father shouted, dragging himself upright. “Could you not just give me 5 more minutes like I asked?” His head pounded and Charlie could smell the cigarettes on his breath. “Why cant you just be patient?”
“Do I really have to go out again today?” Mina asked, already knowing the answer but hoping that today might be the day when she wouldn’t have to go out onto the streets.
There were lots of things that he couldn’t remember any more, no matter how hard he tried.
“All I really wanted to do was spend a bit more time down the pub and read a bit, but you should see my foxtrot, I’m not bad you know”
On Mondays I like to allow myself a little more freedom from the discipline of the more structured writing schedule that I have set for myself and simply do something stupid.
I did some research, worried that smelling like Satan’s anus might be a permanent fixture…