Are we there yet? Are we there yet?
I have no idea. This place just seems to go on forever. What’s the name of it – ‘Echo Emporium’?? It’s déjà vu all over again. What do they do in there – make tape measures – package spaghetti – a bowling alley? Oh look, another tower – just like the last one.
You kids aren’t watching ‘Groundhog Day’ back there are you?? I think we’re just driving in circles, nothing changes….
….When that pub owner suggested visiting the “Loch”, I thought he meant like Loch Ness. This is a canal ‘lock,’ and us with no boat.
You don’t have to go to Europe to have trouble with local dialects. A ‘Yankee’ had a retirement home built in Florida. When it came time to install the driveway, the contractor asked him if he wanted poured concrete or shale. Concrete seemed so common and blah. He liked the idea of crushed grey stone, so he ordered shale.
When he went out to view the finished installation, it was this horrid, loose, dusty white….stuff. “I ordered shale! That’s not shale!’
“Shore ‘tis. That there’s oyster shellshale.”
Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.