1292 - NERVE

This is my 10-year-old Granddaughter's version:

"Mrs BERciles is such a prude! She wears extremely dull clothes and seldom ever smiles!", Tom said, as Mrs Berciles walked by with a plain loaf of bread and a small carton of milk. "I heard that she doesn't have the nerve to go to the supplies shop because they have started selling drupe shaped sweets! Apparently she detests them!", Mia said, joining in. "Yeah! And when the neighbourhood went to see the town football game, we had the best John Tibbs and Martie Easters score, she didn't even clap! I think she scoffed and read her book for the rest of the game, even though it was really exciting!", Lucy said creepily. "She gives me shivers down my spine!"

At the town football game

This is my version:

ERnestine kept a careful score of the quantity of drupe type fruit she ate every day. She believed that too many would make your hair fall out. She also had many other things she wouldn't do, believing them to be unlawful, irreligious, rude or naughty. She always wore a long khaki dress with no jewellery and she never used makeup. She was a right old prude and her neighbours laughed at her. But woe betide anyone who had the nerve to insult her. She always found a way of getting the better of them.

Ernestine was not to be messed with