Tag Archives: #writephoto

This week’s prompt had me researching a childhood TV series and discovering some interesting information Post Pugwash: the next phase It has been suggested that the stories involving the crew of the Black Pig under the command of Captain Horatio … Continue reading →

This week’s prompt is ‘The light’s rubbish. He looks like celery.’ Pa Vinchy threw his paintbrush onto his palette and kicked the easel. ‘Bugger off!’ The easel hopped away, rubbing its left side, the canvas slipping to the floor. ‘What … Continue reading →

This week’s #writephoto prompt is Lou Tenant and May Jerr admired their handy work. Normally these doyens of the paperclip counting brigades would have eschewed hard work and anything that might generate a callous but in times of conflict heroes … Continue reading →

Bit late this week, but this prompt led to this contemporary piece The Right To Protest ‘What do you think you’re doing sonny?’ Constable Jimmy Strength crouched down to the same height as the chicken. ‘You one of those road … Continue reading →

This week the prompt is It’s All Downhill From Here Wilbur Moron breathed out, sending the multiple rodents scattering as they inhaled the fetid miasma that was Wilbur’s exhalation. He waved the cab away and looked at the path ahead. … Continue reading →

Another week, another #writephoto prompt Colin Dumpty, known as Humpty to his friends for his obsession with the fact his physical attributes made sex impossible, was annoyed. He’d tried everything to put himself in a position where congress would be … Continue reading →

This week’s #writephoto prompt is ‘Morning everyone.’ Sergeant Sal ten Pepper cast a benevolent eye around the room. A sea of well scrubbed happy constables stared back. The little eager beavers, he thought. ‘Morning, sarge,’ they chorused in response . … Continue reading →

This week’s prompt is ‘Vernon Vermillion? Vern..?’ Blanche Beige read from the clipboard. ‘Here.’ What appeared to be a sack stood from the seats and hurried forward. Blanche noted the bright red socks and shoes and nodded. ‘Colour counselling?’ A … Continue reading →