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No. The Date

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The Date. By CpSingleton © 2016

Agatha Puddingbowl was annoyed. Really annoyed. 

It happened every once in a while and it was almost painful.

So, to combat the shivering rage she felt inside her stomach and mind she’d said yes to a date with Toby Gammonjug.

Agatha had been gleefully shunning his advances for nearly a full year, but it was time to end the games.

Toby was small, wiry, intense and most definitely not her type, but he would be just the perfect man to alleviate the griping angst that was burning up inside of her.

The date would put her back on track.

She spent no more than eight minutes getting ready. A dab of lipstick and her hair in a tight, austere bun, and then she was off.

They had planned to meet outside the Picture House at seven and, as she slowly slid her head around the corner of the old building, she saw him.

She was amused to see him all dressed up in shirt and tie, carrying a ridiculously large bouquet of flowers.

She giggled inside as she watched him pace nervously.

The time on her the telephone she fished out of her jacket pocket read 1908.

She’d been correct when she had assumed that agreeing to him would put her in brighter spirits. It had. It really had.

She watched for a few minutes more as he checked and rechecked his watch, while pacing with ever increasing anxiety.

Hardly suppressing a scornful laugh, a joyfully satisfied Agatha Puddingbowl turned and skipped back home to a peaceful night’s sleep.

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About Chris42

I am a liar! A maker-uper of stories! If this was the 16 (c) I'd be burned as a witch. Fank goodness it is not, eh?! I have four children: two wonderful girls, a fantastic lad and Leeds United. I have no strict genre. I write children's poetry and stories, to edgy, stronger themes. Up until now I have stored them for my own and my family's viewing. Last year i thought bugger it and starred in several short films. One, Playground, which is on the BBC Film Network, used the monologue that I wrote for the audition. You should've seen the face of the receptionist, of the Manchester hotel, where the audition was being held, as I turned up dressed as the psychopath, Gordon. It got the desired effect! I then moved up to Cumbria and wrote and appeared in several live performances on stage. 2012. A local artist, Kayleigh Richardson, commissioned me to write a poem for her to paint a representation. I sent her, The Rise of the Robot Monkey Army. Kayleigh painted a fantastic piece that blew my mind! From that we are collaborating on the Jacob Bear series of stories. Oh and Two's Company is to published, along with seventeen other Sci Fi short stories as part of a collection. Not a bad start to the, so called, last year of the Earth. Now is the time to show the rest of you. I take my themes wherever i see them, whether in reality or dream-world. I hope you enjoy. If not tell me why. If so tell me why. Many thanks and be safe. So far I have published: Jacob Bear's first Christmas,https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007GK872A (UK) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007GK872A (USA) Jacob Bear Goes to School https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007JD3OKY (UK) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007JD3OKY (USA Jacob's First Words https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007VZWPSC (UK) & http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007VZWPSC (USA) Space Here https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007H96M90 (UK) &http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007H96M90#reader_B007H96M90 The Rise of the Sponge Cake Moon https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007WWZ16M (UK) & http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007WWZ16M (USA) © Madstoffa, 2012. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited.

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24 thoughts on “No. The Date

  1. Agatha Puddingbowl is a marvelous role model, delightful tactic. I think I should indulge myself, I do need a good night’s sleep. Wonderful story, always a clever twist at the end! A pleasure to read. ~ Mia

    Posted by Copper Cranes | April 26, 2016, 3:38 pm
  2. Cool narrative, petunia.

    Posted by Tosha Michelle | April 26, 2016, 4:18 pm
  3. Where has the love gone?

    Posted by Copper Cranes | April 27, 2016, 12:22 am
  4. Always blame the government! It’s in our constitution.

    Posted by Copper Cranes | April 27, 2016, 12:36 am
  5. They batter the colon a little too aggressively to utilise their skills on a regular basis. The words comes up a lot!! Regularrrrrr.
    I get the impression that you might actually rear them for a living and I’m your target market audience! Haha

    Posted by cpsingleton42 | April 27, 2016, 1:46 am
  6. Another pet project of mine!

    Posted by Copper Cranes | April 27, 2016, 2:14 am
  7. But of course, even you know you have to work all the angles all the time.

    Posted by Copper Cranes | April 27, 2016, 3:52 am

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