Despite the best of intentions, I have failed to get the damn story written soon enough,I had a whole day at home working today and managed to nod off at my lap top around 2pm for a catnap, felt worse after it and so I’ll see how we go in a few minutes, thanks to Rochelle for being patient with us all (I mean me really) and not throwing us out of the class. And thanks to the wonderful Dale Rogerson for the photo, looks like a bit of a nightmare to be honest.
Thinking cap on,
On My Marks…
Get Set…
GO!!!
Comforting to think that plastic chairs hadn’t changed much since the ice-caps melted in the great thaw, the only improvement being the colour; Royal-Blue was slower to fade under the acidic seawater.
Houses not equipped for subaquatic life flooded and were colonised by barnacles, coral proliferated and died back after the rats fled to higher ground and ate the sea birds, stopping vital nutrient transfer.
The Katla Eruption blocked out the sun in the North; poles were beginning to refreeze, and finally the waters were starting to subside.
“Every Cloud”, thought a sodden Ken, as he prepared for his date
So 100 words crafted with love and care on the end of the apocalypse and the beginning of a new ice age. Enjoy!
The Count Of North Clifton 
Whoever his date is I hope she’s very understandiing about the circumstances
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She would be I’m sure, the ice caps are freezing hooray!!
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Yikes! Global cooling! Now there’s a surprise
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That’s the idea, we’ve moved on some how
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Something tells me we won’t be that lucky. Humanity has messed up badly, and things will only improve if we make ’em. Well written story, Minister.
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Good to know global catastrophe won’t bring an end to the eternal struggles of dating.
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Nothing ever will!!
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love his attitude. she should too. 🙂
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Leave it to plastic to survive the great thaw and refreezing. Humanity’s great achievement, plastic.
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Sounds right. I imagine future digs in hundreds of years, finding plastic chairs and displaying them in museums -as good as new. At least these a funky colour.
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That’s the spirit Ken, life goes on.
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I wonder how he and his date managed to survive all this.
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Higher ground, many perished
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Hopefully all the water will recede before it freezes 🙂
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Apocalyptic brilliance. That date ought to be exciting!
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It looks like they’re going to be Adam and Eve (without the creation story) 😉
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Thank goodness for silver linings!
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Nice to know life goes on in the new ice age. :>)
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Yuck. Plastic. But, I hope he has a nice date.
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Global warming reversed! Yay! Good to know that dating survived too. There’s hope for life after all.
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One has to hope that survival will happen in some way.
A bit pandemic – ish. Have a wonderful weekend,
Be Safe 😷 … Isadora 😎
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Preparing to go on a date in the midst of this situation would be an extremely optimistic thing to do, but probably a necessary thing as well. A bleak but hopeful tale. 🌷
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Dear Shrawley,
At least there’s someone left to go on a date with. Good luck to Ken. He’s certainly an optimist.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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LOL. Your afterword was the best part of all.
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What a great take, Shrawls! They are a cool colour, aren’t they? Despite the fact they’re plastic, of course. Probably why the buggers stole them right of a woman’s property (which, thanks to my sharing the photo, she was able to retrieve!)
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Thanks Dale, I enjoyed this one and with the weather turning I’m feeling a little more positive about things, just realised I was slightly moody for a while, lockdown in winter is the pits
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I know what you mean. This bloody pandammit has taken its toll.
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I enjoyed this, particularly the idea that plastic survives the catastrophe and Ken’s attitude. Well written.
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