Sorry I’m late, we were in a plane crash and had to eat each others homework, etc etc… Hi Rochelle and all, you other fine folks who make this little corner of the internet your home, fabulous photo by Brenda Cox this week, could be a cracking tale to tell, lets see…
On My Marks…
Get Set…
GO!!!
“We’ve all heard about the British May activity, claiming it’s Christian, but obviously Pagan; the Hare is fertility and rebirth, but the “sport” of Lamping the Hare after the Bottle Kick, and then eating it. Well it’s abhorrent.”
“We were pissed, You try to carrying the barrel up the hill to Hallaton, fucking impossible, bust a few noses too”
“But then you eat a Hare?! Thats insane and not right, no one eats Hares”
“Know what? It tastes like chicken, fucking delicious”
Months later restaurants and shops closed in Seoul, people died and the Hallaton Bottle-Kick was postponed for another year.
There we are, a take on the pandemic, it could have happened anywhere, much love and 100 words of your English language prose. Enjoy.
The Count Of North Clifton 
The pandemic started at a British pagan rite? That figures
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Why not? Could have happened anywhere, and it’s done a pretty fine job of staying around and winning this far
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true
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First dialogue sums it up. Stealing from pagans. 😀
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Fascinating take on how a pandemic gets started, myself I blame grains of radio active plastic deep on the ocean floor
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Takes all sorts!!
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What impresses me most about you, sir, is how drunk you appear to be despite the tribulations of the plane crash etc.
One of your more bizarre and enjoyable pieces.
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I can think of a few people I’d like to lamp – not sure I’d want to eat them though!
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These days its more surprising it wasn’t Britain that managed to mess up everything.
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Dear Shrawley,
This is just a hare’s breath shy of being entertainingly odd. I enjoyed the read. I hope the homework digested well.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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