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The Road Trip: #FridayFictioneers

The Harris family is on a much awaited road trip to the mountains. Winding roads, giggly twins, the eighteen year-old playing Watermelon Sugar on a loop, while Mrs. Harris lovingly passes around the cookies and sandwiches she has meticulously packed.   Mr. Harris deftly steers his van to the much awaited destination. The breathtaking snow… Read More The Road Trip: #FridayFictioneers

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A Night to Remember: #FridayFictioneers

    The night was ripe. Smoke freely mingled with teen spirit. “Let’s drive to the terraces, and watch the sunrise,” suggested Tony. “Who the heck wants to watch sunrises, when we can spend the night grabbing a few more beers!” retorted Liz. “Liz don’t be a spoilt sport,” grimaced Marissa. “Come Marissa, we’ll go,”… Read More A Night to Remember: #FridayFictioneers

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Paint My Love: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

Moira has stationed herself seductively on the chaise. The air hinges on love and smokes. It’s his first time. He won’t do anyone but her. Love’s true calling, as they say.   “Paint my Love” plays in the background. She is no Mona Lisa, and he no Da Vinci. But the easel and paints are… Read More Paint My Love: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

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Love is…: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

Love is…   The fall colours are surreal. The morning hour hinges on hope, romance and fresh air. Their fingers and hearts intertwined. The reckless, youthful hormones rage a storm outside.       The pedestrian looks at them discerningly. “Utterly brash public display of affection. Tch! Tch!” “Love is irrational. Love is unkind. Love… Read More Love is…: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

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Unleashed: #FridayFictioneers

Families enjoy spending time with each other, at the Grand Hotel. It’s a perfect staycation when the melt down takes a toll. An excuse to break away from the madness of the city. Or one such thing.   The blast is earth shattering. Maligned bodies lie strewn in the rubble. The grandeur razed to ground… Read More Unleashed: #FridayFictioneers

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A Star is Born: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

  The stage is on fire, as Jackson Maine belts one score after another. The audience is cheering non-stop, gyrating to the glorious moments. The atmosphere is phenomenally charged.     Ally is nervous as hell. It’s her first performance ever, to a packed audience of over ten-thousand. Never in her wildest dreams had she… Read More A Star is Born: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

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Business as Usual: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

The beaches are bustling. It’s business as usual. They were shut for two long years, as the pandemic continued to wreck havoc. Things have begun to ease out. People have slowly, but surely mustered the courage to travel and visit public places. The masks are still intact, not so much the social distancing! The crowds… Read More Business as Usual: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

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The Show Must Go On: #FridayFictioneers

Live Aid Concert, a fund raiser for the Ethiopian famine 13 July, 1985 Wembley Stadium, London Organisers: Bob Geldof and Midge Ure

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Cathy’s Kitchenette : #FridayFictioneers

In Cathy’s kitchenette, the pots and pans, the colanders and rolling pin hang loosely suspended, from a rack on the ceiling. They make for a unique sight, always grabbing eyeballs.

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Grandpa’s Clock: #FridayFictioneers

  Every time Ma sang Hickory Dickory Dock, I thought of Grandpa’s grand old clock. In my head a gigantic mouse would stealthily climb Grandpa’s clock. It would then twirl around in a tango with the little man playing the drums.   Many moons have transcended time and tide. I’m back to Grandpa’s crumbling mansion.  Grandpa… Read More Grandpa’s Clock: #FridayFictioneers