Tales of humour, whimsy and courgettes
“Bugly!” cried Fuen, “haven’t seen you in ages!”
“Yeah I went travelling,” said Bugly. “I joined a South American cannibal tribe.”
“Oooo,” replied Fuen. “How did they work out?”
“Fine to start with,” said Bugly. “Then I started telling them your puns, and eventually they gave me the cold shoulder.”
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Original photo credit Claudio Testa, available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.
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“I wasn’t always a spider,” said Spider.
“Oh really,” said Serpent, “what else were you?”
“Well I used to change body depending on my mood.” replied Spider. “If I was relaxed I was a cat, angry I was a bull, thoughtful I was a tortoise.”
“Aha,” said Serpent.
“I was a dolphin once,” said Spider.
“Gosh,” said Serpent.
“Yeah,” sighed Spider. “I lacked a porpoise.”
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I often get asked how I come up with new posts every day. Blind luck to be honest.
Some people use prompts. So how about the title of each days Little Fear works as writing or blogging prompts for you lovely readers? Everyone is more than welcome to link to their own blog posts below in comments. Link backs welcome, but certainly not necessary. Today’s prompt is Dolphin. You can post a photo, an illustration, a story or a blog post about dolphin conservation. Anything that relates to Dolphins.
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Original photo credit James Bloedel, available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.
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“My new multi-dog just blew its kennel up,” stated Yuffie with a sigh.
“Good grief!” gasped Fuen. “Why?”
Yuffie shrugged. “No idea.”
“Flippin’ heck,” sighed Fuen. “Bloody Yorkshire terrier’ists”.
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Original photo credit Igor Ovsyannykov, available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.
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“Kill her,” flashed the terminal.
Kathy looked behind her. There was a woman using a terminal, on the other side of the room. Quite tall, but delicate looking. Slender arms and legs. Her thin dress seemed to hang of her bones. Easy mark.
Kathy turned back to the terminal. “Kill her.”
A shadow loomed up behind her, as a slender arm bought a hammer down upon the back of Kathy’s head.
“As you ask,” said the slender woman to her terminal.
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Original photo credit Matic Kozinc, available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.
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“Why is Blue lugging around a net filled with humans rubber rings and water toys?” asked Sprite.
“Poor fella ain’t well,” replied Spectre.
“Oh dear,” replied Sprite. “What’s up with him?”
“He got diagnosed with kleptomania last week,” sighed Spectre.
“Darn,” said Sprite. “Has he taken anything for it?”
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As Susan would say, Dad joke! Original photo credit Jeremy Bishop, available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards.
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“Is that Spectre?” asked Fuen.
“Yeah,” replied Yuffie. “He is trying to get Hydras dog down.”
“From up there?” gasped Fuen.
“Yeah,” sighed Yuffie. “We need to get him to a pet psychologist.”
“Why?” asked Fuen.
“He is scared of small dogs,” grumbled Yuffie.
“A Great Dane?” laughed Fuen. “Scarred of a Jack Russell?”
“Oh yes,” sighed Yuffie. “Utterly terrier’fied.”
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Original photo credit Gwen Weustink, available on Unsplash. Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards.
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“So I got this waterbed,” said Pterodactyl.
“Nice,” said Balloonist.
“We got it to spice up our love life,” sighed Pterodactyl.
“Ah,” said Balloonist. “Didn’t it work?”
“No,” lamented Pterodactyl. “We drifted further apart.”
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“He’s angry again,” sighed Yuffie, awaiting the destruction.
“If his pets were better behaved it would help,” moaned Spectre.
“How so?” asked Fuen.
“Well his hamster for example,” said Spectre. “His hamster spent 3 months asking for a home gym, and eventually Spider spent £7,000 on equipment.”
“Cripes!” exclaimed Fuen. “What happened then?”
“Eh,” sighed Spectre. “It didn’t work out.”
“So I told Red,” declared Yuffie, “he has to swim in the sea now.”
“Why’s that?” asked Fuen, arriving in time to miss the conversation.
“Because the life guard at the pool caught Red peeing in the deep end,” said Yuffie.
“Oh dear,” sighed Fuen.
“Lifeguard blew his whistle so loud,” continued Yuffie, “Red almost fell in.”
“Why is he so angry?” asked Yuffie.
“His missus threw him out,” replied Fuen.
“Again?” sighed Yuffie.
“Yeah,” said Fuen. “He bought her a playboy girl outfit.”
“Ah,” said Yuffie. “Not a happy bunny.”
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