Good morning from Shrawley (the kingdom of) and thank you to the ever hard working Rochelle for keeping us mental doodlers in some sort of check. For me, this and a couple of other blogs which prompt me are the only things that keep my life in some sort of order. So thanks, you may, or may not know who you are.
Thanks also to Linda Kregar for providing us with this photo, intriguing to say the least. So without further ado, I shall don my hi-viz jacket, my hard hat, go out to work and think about this story whilst operating heavy machinery.
On My Marks…
Get Set…
GO!!!
This is a poor sequel to Injured Duke writer about a year ago.
The Grand Old Duke of York’s Nerve damage and the subsequent collapse of his associated community, had compelled him to seek advice from the deluded efficacious Pusher; the Pied Piper.
The climate in Flamborough had been turned on its head since the razing of the Amazon and the languorous, Machiavellian, Hypochondriac Pangendered Duke had exploited this with aplomb; creating a cult, specifically for Back loving Paraphiliacs.
The subscriptions kept rolling in and the Duke could still buy the pharmaceuticals from the Piper, it wasn’t unusual to see the blissful disciples pushing the Duke intoxicated on super-strength anxiolytic Miltown Happy Pills.
There we are, 100 words on the nose, not sure what I think about this one, so I won’t think about it and just press publish, its often the best way!
The Count Of North Clifton 
Those cults can be really eccentric. I even looked up the Duke of York
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How about the long words? I looked them up, thank you thesaurus!!
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Yes I couldn’t get over them. They so made quite an impression
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Ha! Thanks! I’ll be reading everyone else tomorrow, I’m bushed.
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A feast of vocabulary
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If nothing else!!
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Was there a special on long words, Shrawls? Ya done great with them, by the way.
And as per, a fun romp!!
I have broken my own rules by reading a bunch of stories hoping I shall be inspired…
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Not done it yet? I haven’t read any yet, so tired last night, I’ll be reading today. It’s weird how inspiration works, sometimes a mundane photo with little to say is the most inspirational and the interesting ones offer nothing. I’m sure you’ll smash it Dale
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That is so true. Some seem to write themselves… Others? Struggle!
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Hahaha. great take on the prompt.
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What a lot of complicated vocabulary!
Who needs a pipe when the Pied Piper has so many pharmaceuticals at his disposal 🙂
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He may use the pipes for smoking the stuff
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Educational (in more ways than one) and entertaining! 🙂
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Ha ha – made me laugh and educated me all in one fell swoop!
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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Dear Shrawley,
My bookmarked Dictionary.com served me well reading your bombastic, palaverous and ever so verbose anecdotal discourse of a narrative. The corners of my lips are turning in a decidedly upward direction. Pleasantly accomplished, sir.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks Rochelle, without your FF club it wouldn’t happen so thanks!!
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That was one educational post. So many words… Fun take.
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Please delete the last comment.
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All done!!
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Please delete.
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Done!!
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Not sure if I over stepped the mark on that one! Sorry.
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I wouldn’t worry about it, I’m certainly not!!
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You had me laughing right from the first line, as usual. I couldn’t quite remember the rhyme about the Duke of York, so I gave myself the pleasure of looking it up 🙂
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And of course I remembered it as soon as I saw it:
Oh, the grand old Duke of York,
He had ten thousand men;
He marched them up to the top of the hill,
And he marched them down again.
When they were up, they were up,
And when they were down, they were down,
And when they were only halfway up,
They were neither up nor down[1]
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Thanks, it was a sequel this week, did you read the first one? I think I put a link in. Slightly cheating!!
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Yes I did !
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it looks like he’s on top of the world for now. 🙂
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Too many “Dollar Words” for me. Nicely written.
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Thanks, what’s a dollar word?
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What would Duke do without the Pied Piper? Someone has to supply the anti-anxiety pills. Made for each other, it seems.
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Alas… this cult exists and rule the world today.
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Sounds like a rough but fun-loving crew. An adventurous write as always and one I look forward to every week.
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Bless you! That’s a lovely thing to say. Thank you
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You’re welcome, Shrawley.
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Thank goodness for Google. That Duke was really messed up and the cult must have been even worse. Quite a story, Shrawley. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne
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