Rochelle, it’s been a while. Selling my Mums house, having a best mate being diagnosed with a terrible shit of a disease and Mrs T being away in Australia have led to a certain mental malaise descending over the Count like a blanket of despair. But the only way out of it might be to try to write something pithy about this photo submitted by Roger Bultot; 100 words, a beginning, middle and end would be the way of the traditionalist, lets see what comes out in the following stream of consciousness. So…
On My Marks…
Get Set…
GO!!!
“Why the hell is everything Brown?” he cursed through his coffee.
“Spectacles, furniture. Christ I’m spending my life looking through brown glasses at something that is brown only to snort something invisible from a smooth white plastic nasal applicator.”
“Where’s all the fucking colour? Huh?”
Looking around, the plants seemed vaguely green, the pictures amorphous, the spotlights visually muffled somehow.
“What is wrong with this carpet anyway?” he swore looking over his shoulder towards the front door.
He squinted, sliding his Specs on.
“Goddam same thing every goddam day!”
There we go, 100 words written about a man seeing things through brown tinted glasses.
The Count Of North Clifton 
It’s so rare but two of you focused on seeing in brown! And there are those who are blind to the colour because they are so stuck in their misery. Nicely done, Sir Shrawls.
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I mentioned this to Lisa, It can be such bleak colour
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That it can!
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Nice play on rose versus brown tinted glasses. Well done.
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thanks you
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Lost in a world of brown. At least he won’t notice all the shit!
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The grim world of brown and beige
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I hope this story did the trick and has uplifted your spirits – it uplifted mine š
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Thanks, I love writing, just been a been preoccupied recently sadly
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Brown all around. I knew someone called Mr Brown once, he was considering changing his name, I can’t say I’d blame him.
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excellent character development – felt like I knew this bit of a crank –
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Ha! thanks, he is a bit of a crank for sure
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;o)
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Shrawl, I can relate to the atmosphere of brown you’ve created. I look around my house and dammit it’s all I can see right now š¦
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i suppose brown is the new black?
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I do like the natural colour of wood furniture, don’t mind the brown of that, but I can also understand the cranky character. Too much is too much and sucks the joy away.
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Maybe he should take off his Ray Bans.
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Dear Shrawley,
Sounds like he needs some rose colored specs. Poor guy. And it sounds like you’ve had quite a time of things. Hope all is looking up on your side of the pond.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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