AnElephantCant always be happy
There are days when he feels doom and gloom
But like great chandeliers
He flaps his big ears
And his humour brightens the most dreary of rooms
Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time.
Our leading light Rochelle shines her inspirational glow on the flickering fables of current chroniclers.
And AnElephant hides in a dark corner.
The idea is to write a very short story, circa 100 words, based on this picture prompt (below).
When I saw this old house, it was love at first sight.
Like it was when I met my husband.
So, while he builds the business, I prepare our new home.
He is working 18-hour days, still living in the city.
I have organised plumbers, electricians, and joiners.
They have been wonderful.
But I have created the masterpiece.
I have laboriously, tiny flower by tiny flower, painted the magnificent ceiling rose and cornice in the main room.
I am quivering with pride as I show him.
Almost perfect, darling, he says.
We just have to paint over that ghastly ceiling.