Who Won the Week (8 August 2021)

In response to Fandango’s Who Won the Week posts, I have been looking at my own newsfeeds.

I saw this on the BBC site early on in the week, and I put it on the backburner, I thought “I can use this if no other story pops up”. But actually, all that has happened is that I have thought about it more and more.

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Life through the Lens (8 August 2021)

When my eyesight was still good, I was a bit of an amateur photographer. This is one of mine.

image showing a silhouette of a camera

La Mouffe (crudely, rhymes with hoof) street market in Paris. This was late one Saturday afternoon, the week before christmas. I love Paris, and I know this area very well. Just in terms of wanting to “be” somewhere, this is it.

I’m going back there, as soon as I can. Having just survived one trip to France, I know I can make it. This one will be easier, too. A train ride from St Pancras straight over to the Gare du Nord. I’m going to arrange it just as soon as these nonsense travel restrictions are gone for good, with no asshole politician able to sit down, on a whim, and reimpose them the next day.

When I get there, I want to just find a seat on my own – I mostly crave just my own company these days and, on my own, the only person I am concerned about is me. I can take my time and just sit and absorb the city around me. And, if they are in season, to maybe enjoy some cherries from the greengrocer down at the bottom.

A photo of La Mouffe street market, in Paris, at dusk

Just Desserts

inspired by Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 8 August 2021, expose.

A flasher was seeking elation,
So he preyed on a train at a station,
The doors suddenly closed,
On the pervert, exposed,
Which for him meant an instant castration.

This actually happened to a female friend of mine, way back when we were all young and innocent. Unfortunately, no castration.

You hear about this stuff, but you never quite believe it can actually happen.


Prompt image for the Fandango One Word Challenge prompt