[Not one, but two yarns today. Thank you to my brother for accepting the challenge of writing a yarn too!]
[First, my brother's yarn]
It was a dark and stormy night and thE King said to Antonio "HeRe! Press me some more grapes”. Antonio pulled up his baggy crepe sleeves and set to with the grape press - great for pressing grapes but making an eerie sound in the process. The time had come (after the king had removed his fingers from his ears) to serve the grape juice - an elaborate process which required some nerve on the behalf of Antonio! The king insisted the gold cup with the juice was served to his lips whilst the attendant crouched down on one knee. (Two previous attendants had been relegated to kitchen duties after spilling juice down the King’s beard.) After a successful serving Antonio moved back to merge into the long curtains awaiting his next call, feeling he was on the verge of success. Antonio was vying to be appointed as chief steward; any slip ups now could be a serious setback to his ambitions! As he stood by the curtains he realised that to achieve his goal he needed more than an absence of errors - he needed to add verve to his duties. 😀
[Now my yarn]
ThE tennis couRts were packed; the press were there. As they waited, everyone in the audience enjoyed the crepe and smashed avocado they'd been given on arrival. There was an eerie silence as the favourite player prepared to serve. Would she hold her nerve, they all thought. She served - not an ace, but hard to return. Then there was a flurry of activity as running and returning the ball seemed to merge into an elegant dance routine. Everyone thought their favourite was on the verge of winning the game, but her opponent was also vying for the prize and wouldn't let up. Both players were playing with tremendous verve and it was unclear who would win. At the end, not only both players were exhausted, but most of the crowd as well!
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