My "bump" was in 2016, aged 48, when I suffered a stroke. This blog charts my recovery. (Header clipart licensed by pngguru.com.)
Author: Mister Bump UK
Designed/developed IT systems in finance, but had a stroke in 2016, aged 48. Returned to developing mainly health-related software from home, plus some voluntary work. Married, with a grown-up, left-home daughter.
I tried that 100-word story prompt again this month. The prompt is good through the end of July, if you feel like trying. The prize is that they republish your flash, no money involved. The image this month was:
“How much more, Jose?”
“Shouldn’t be long. Almost through.”
The two sweated by the side of the tomb. Robbing graves was hard work, thought Miguel as he swigged the water. Come on Jose, one final heave.
“Miguel!”, hissed Jose, “It’s moving!”.
Miguel rushed to help, spilling the water down his already-filthy checked shirt, and using the last of their combined strength, the two eventually prised the tomb open.
Miguel overflowed. “We’re rich, Jose, rich! Now, crawl inside and bring us some treasure”.
Minutes later Jose re-appeared, his hands empty except for a half-brick. Attached was a note. “Too late, sucker.”
Welcome once again to Flashback Track Friday. Each week, either KK or Mister Bump will present a song to you, and out of that song, will prompt you with a question.
The other week I mentioned my love of reggae, which originated in Jamaica. I wanted to stay on that side of the Atlantic this week and briefly mention my love of Soul music. Soul is a halfway house over here – it obviously is not as big as in the USA, there is no dedicated R&B chart, but it has quite a large following here, we invented our own brand of Northern Soul, plus we had ready access to much of the music coming out of America.