The Whiff

Photo by Valeria Boltneva on Pexels.com You hadn’t a clue what you were buying till your nose grabbed the whiff coming down the lane Cooking away in the finest of fats Chunky chipped potato and the finest fish caught this morning But it wasn’t these fragrances grabbing you by the nosehairs more the delightful smell …

Bucket

#Writephoto #Bucket Bucket (Image: KL Caley) Building tools sat on the beach utilised by the master builder creating something everyone will like, but keep looking – it looks like he’s gone off site expectation is he’s gone with mum and dad to get something tasty for lunch – fish and chips anyone?

What lies beneath

#writeclub #whatliesbeneath #napowrimo what lies beneath…. I In the Garden Guarded by Gnomes under the depths of your lawn flower bulbs lie sleeping awaiting the first rays of spring II A little bit deeper you’ll come across sand, soil and clay and perhaps some tesserae from a roman dwelling or villa Coins from a market …

What’s behind the door?

#writeclub Stuff….. Stuff you stored away for a rainy day Stuff with its own character Stuff that’s lived a life That thinggummy-bob that you spent an arm and a leg for that oh-so crucial job now resting by a desk a desk laiden with boxes and tins holding chips and sprockets, nuts and bolts an …

Anything with chips

Photo by Valeria Boltneva on Pexels.com Charles George William Dupree is a funny little kid – his parent’s agree he’ll eat breakfast and dinner – without any fuss but there’s something the doctors need to discuss Why little Charlie will eat all on his plate if only there’s a helping of chips to wait Now …

Solid

Photo by Monstera on Pexels.com #fowc #solid cliff face is holding against winds rains and tides it is rock solid hard to touch by hand each crevice carved elements telling a story recording events until the sea becomes destressed and chips it away Message from cavemen ? or something more modern today ? Rovers Rule …

Every kind of potato

Photo by Michael Burrows on Pexels.com How’d you like your spuds ? , lass, I say, How’d you like your spuds Boiled or Mashed ? Baked or fried with spices and vinegar liberally applied ? Perhaps you’ll like them roasted with herbs or chilli scattered served alongside a lovely fish thats been breaded or perhaps …

A la Carte

I When i was little i called them wiggly worms they were served up on toast and they were covered in tomato nowadays they’re a base for all kinds of topping Mince, Ham, Carrot courgette II Freshly caught from the sea steamed till its just falling apart and served up with parsley or lemon butter …

Chips by the beach

#childhood #beach #memories #Blackpool Childhood reminiscences held by a moment in grease proof paper positioned in a way – that seagulls didn’t spot the hidden treasures barmcakes by Blackpool prom ? yearly occurance – on the days they’d be testing the lights toasty hot – fresh out of the fryer helpings of salt and vinegar …

Messi/Messy

#Slampoetry #writeclub A piece of slam poetry written for the Monday Writeclub…. Chips by Inky…..created with painnt (p) Nov 2020 Inkdropk Passing down the road,he seemed such a gent,and then – passing a bin – a deliberate act,created reactions – obvious fact -A Michelin man – bobble hat and allabout to see his value falloff …