Hello Rochelle thanks for waiting for me and I apologise for being late, the dog ate my homework, well done for keeping us on the straight and narrow, thus far, who knows what the future holds! Also thanks to J Hardy Carroll for the photo, I saw death in the photo. How odd, I’m looking forward to what other folk come up with.
So thinking caps on,
On My Marks…
Get Set…
GO!!!
David opened glazed blue eyes and looked up towards the light, a roof window, obscured safety glass and hanging kitchen implements. He smoothed his hair, and winced; not since the Bullingdon Club pig incident had his head been this sore. What the fuck had happened.
One leg was cuffed and chained to a throne; how sore his ankle was when he moved it, blood smeared on the whitewashed cold stone floor.
He remembered the press conference; an absolute disaster, so many demonstrators, so much vitriol. He groaned.
A TV sprung to life, a grotesque mannequin materialised,
“You’re my bitch now”
There we are, 100 words on the nose, and a departure for me, moving from the fairy tales to the world of politics and a certain Horror Franchise, the first one being excellent, the rest not so. See if you can guess which one!
Ouuu, that’s not a very good way to wake up. ouch! Great write.
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We know who Dave is, And the mannequin. I chortled
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Thanks Neil, I had no idea yesterday, slept on it and thought about something topical, it’s pretty thinly veiled to be fair!!
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I know the one you’re talking about but haven’t watched it. This made me laugh “not since the Bullingdon Club pig incident had his head been this sore. What the fuck had happened.”
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Such language! Enjoyed it. Gave the story a down to earth feeling. Made me chuckle in a dark humour way.
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Good! Any chuckle is good in my book, the darker the better!! Thanks for reading
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Oooo! This was a delicious departure, Shrawls!
I loved it.
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I’m not sure many of us will have much sympathy for dear old Dave after what he’s managed to do for us all…
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Quite. He’s blood on his hands
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Well, that’s what he gets for disclosing conversations he shouldn’t have…
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Throw him in the tower!!
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Dear Shrawley,
Not being politically well-versed I took this story at face value. Grisly departure from fairy tales. Good on ya. Well done, sir.
Shalom,
Rochelle
PS About that dog ate my homework thing…
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Thanks Rochelle, maybe politics is the new nursery rhymes
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I can think of a few politicians I’d like to suffer that fate.
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I think Dave deserves it… maybe he will be joined by others soon.
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With good fortune!
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Well, a departure indeed. I’m not brushed up on UK politics, so can only imagine this has something to do with Brexit?
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Previous pm, involving the queen in politics pre Brexit, no one involves the queen in politics
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Ah. Yes, even I knew that no one involves the Queen in politics!
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Was he attacked in the Press Conference? How did he injure his ankle? Now he has no option but to watch TV lying on his back.
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No! It relates to the “Saw” film franchise where an evil doer, kidnaps morally corrupt folk and leaves them in a perilous situation with only one way out. It’s grim, but I had fun doing it. British politics is pretty similar these days!!
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I don’t watch much TV horror so have no idea who Dave is or what he did. The description was great though. Well done, Shrawley. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Dave was our ex pm, the idea is from a film franchise called Saw
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