Mission

I'm trying to write a short piece of flash fiction everyday from whatever pops into my head at the time. It'll mainly be rambling unsubtle crap but hey, at least its something right?

Sunday, 7 November 2021

Who That, Don't Know

Recently I’ve been wondering what happened to Penny Piliard. They used to run the planet not to long ago and then, poof! Gone. Did they go off to another planet? Take up a low-profile job with BP? Start a mildly successful laptop repair service? It boggles the brain that someone so famous could just disappear.

They last place they were seen was round the back of the local chippy, nicking the curry sauce off a cooling poke of chips. Turning round they let out a little sigh and then, as I said before, poof! Gone. I think I miss them, all round and chubby with chip fat. Ack well never mind, can always call the jewellers to put her face on some ring or other.

Songs whilst Writing

Blue Monday – Lord Horror/P. J. Proby

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