Tomorrow wAs The verdict and it was almost ceRtain he would be heading to jail. This was his last opportunity to tramp down the narrow track to grant his daughter's wish to see him before he was incarcerated. She was so pleased and so grieved all at the same time.
ThE landlady, Rhoda, had just rented out the last room to Seamus. Seamus seemed fine to begin with, but in the middle of the night Rhoda was awakened by a noisy sound she couldn't make out. It was coming from Seamus's room where he was using an old-fashioned coder, in fact an enigma machine. She grabbed an implement from the kitchen for defence and went into Seamus's room. "What are you up to?", she demanded. "I'm generating encrypted messages to send to the coper about where to restock when next in port. Please don't tell excise and customs". "Well it's a bit noisy for use in the middle of the night. Can you find a way of making it quieter.", she said. It was only then that she realised that the 'weapon' in her hand was only a corer. As she went to put it away, she chuckled to herself and headed for bed.
The cAT and the dog had signed a pact - they were now in unity against their common enemy, the snake that lived next door. However, hatching a plan to outwit the snake proved problematic and before long they were at odds with each other. Their pact was kaput and they went back to the way things were. Firstly, the dog messed about with the whole gamut of the cat's toys, chewing many of them. Next, the dog just couldn't have a doze as the cat attacked, claws and all.
HE had gone out foR a walk. As he passed a hedge he picked a berry off a bramble and ate it. Two minutes later there was a scary noise as some youngsters headed his way on their scramble bikes. As it was, they weren't after him but shot straight past. Still, it disturbed his walk and he headed back to his work room. He was keen to use a ronde-type script in his Web design work and set to to get it set up. But the noisy bikes were still at it. He got out his drone to see what they were up to. It's just as well he did because one of the bikes suddenly stopped and its rider was lying prone on the ground. He was the first person to alert the ambulance control and was even able to show them pictures from the scene.
She was AT the kitchen sink doing the dishes. Out of the corner of her eye, a huge spider emerged. Her instant reaction was to stamp upon it, but this proved disastrous. She slipped on the wet floor (or the squashed spider - it wasn't clear) and landed heavily on the floor, knocking herself out for a couple of minutes. When she came to, there was a pool of her blood on the floor. She had the sense to call for help. When the paramedics came, it was decided that she needed to be checked over in hospital. Three days later she returned home to find a stack of dishes awaiting washing, a bowl of cold washing water with a dead frog in it that stank and one of her finest pieces of china on the floor with a chink out of it. She groaned, and then she spotted the blood stain on the floor and groaned again. She went to the lounge for a whiskey and soda before tackling anything in the kitchen.
They set off on their journey on Highway 71. He was first to have a stint behind the wheel. They were heading south through vast expanses of farmland. As they passed fields being harvested they had to shut the air vents because the air was so dusty. All of a sudden the car rocked violently from side-to-side. "What was that?", they chorused. Outside there was the signs of a mini-tornado receding. It must have been the gusty air from that, they agreed. They pressed on.
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There were A pair of brothERs with different careers in the same organisation. Sam was a sarge in the sappers and Malcolm was a padre covering all aspects of the regiment. Malcolm's wife, Marge, had to parse some school children's homework. Sam's wife, Elfin, went off to the ballet classroom to do some barre practice. When Malcolm got home he took up his hobby and set to to carve another cross for a charity he supported.
