Tag: Art

Elephant

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“It won’t just stick back into place,” said Delia, fumbling with the elephant’s trunk.

“Here,” replied Alice, handing over a tube of super glue.

“I thought it was made of ivory,” said Delia, turning the figurine over in her hand.

“Nothing mum owns is what it looks like,” sighed Alice.

“You know,” grumbled Delia, “this would be a lot easier without all the blood on my hands.”

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Original photo available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.

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Circus

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“So, he was juggling you?” asked Cloud.

“Yeah,” said Spectre. “Your brother juggled me and four other Little Fears.”

“Oh dear,” said Cloud. “You know, in our old life, he was going to join a circus and be a world-famous juggler.”

“Oh aye?” asked Spectre. “Never did it though, right?”

“Afraid not,” said Cloud. “He didn’t have the balls.”

 

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Original photo available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.

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Television

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“Was that a TV?” asked Sprite.

“Yeah,” sighed Spectre.

“It’s massive,” said Sprite, looking down at the wreckage.

“Was massive,” sighed Spectre.

“Why were you even trying to get a TV that big upstairs?” asked Sprite.

“Got it cheap online,” said Spectre. “700 channels, no subscriptions, 128 inch, full 4k definition, – for £1. Had a faulty volume button.”

“Ah,” said Sprite. “Couldn’t turn it down?”

 

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Original photo available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.

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Tunnel

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“It’s a long feckin’ tunnel,” said Gemma.

“That’s why we have torches,” replied James.

“My dad used to tell me stories about this tunnel.”

“Such as?”

“He used to say people and pets would walk in one end and never come out of the other.”

“What a load of crap,” laughed James. “We’re nearly half way.”

“Yeah,” agreed Gemma.

The pair walked in silence for eight minutes and thirty-two seconds.

“It’s a long feckin’ tunnel,” said Gemma.

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Original photo available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.

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Employment

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Spectre gave a deep sigh.

“What’s wrong?” asked Fuen.

“Been diagnosed with multiple personality disorder,” said Spectre. “So I phoned my boss to tell him I’d need some time off.”

“And?” inquired Fuen.

Spectre sighed again. “I said you’re self-employed, you silly sod.”

 

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Original photo available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.

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Fern

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“Fern took going to jail really badly,” sighed Fuen.

“Oh dear!” said Yuffie, “what happened?”

“Well,” pushed in Sprite, “he refused food and drink, swore, growled and spat at anyone that came near him, then wiped sap on the walls!”

“Oh no!” said Yuffie, holding her head.

“Yeah,” said Fuen sighing. “We are never going to play Monopoly with him again!”

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Original photo available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.

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Flower

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Flower put down the phone with a sigh.

“What’s up?” asked Fuen.

“Lilypad called me three hours ago from work, saying he had forgotten his glasses,” said Flower. “So I told him to use his contacts.”

“Right,” said Fuen.

“He just called me back,” sighed Flower. “Said he’d called everyone on his phone, and they didn’t know where his glasses were either.”

 

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Original photo available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.

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Ivy

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“Well sir,” said Malcolm, “it looks like ivy.”

“I can see that,” sighed Denver. “But how is it growing out of her skin?”

“Temperature puts the time of death at eight o’clock last night,” announced the coroner.

“Anything else odd,” asked Denver.

“Soil under her finger nails,” replied the coroner. “It has a blue tint to it, not a local soil that I know of.”

“Get her to the morgue,” said Denver. “Tell me what you find in an autopsy.”

None of them noticed her head had started to flower.

 

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Original photo available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.

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Laundry

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“Oh, good lord,” sighed Yuffie.

“What’s up?” asked Spectre.

“There has been a thief stealing the Little Fears women’s clothing,” sighed Fuen.

“In size order,” added Yuffie. “Must be OCD.”

“Oh dear,” said Spectre. “Have the police caught them yet?”

“No,” said Yuffie, “they’re still at large.”

 

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Original photo available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.

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Lesson

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“Haaarruuumph” said Yuffie sulking and kicking a cup around the hill.

“What’s up?” asked Spectre.

“The illustrator just threw me out of the class he was teaching,” replied Yuffie.

“Oh dear, Yuffie,” sighed Spectre, “what was the class about?”

“The illustrator was teaching us how to write stories and bad jokes in 512 characters or less to fit in as flash fiction,” stated Yuffie. ”He went mad when I said a really rude word startin’ with C.”

“Well that wasn’t clever was it?” said Spectre.

“No,” replied Yuffie, “it was cu

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Original photo available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.

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