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~…Our Book Shop…~

Earlier today I was talking with A…. and was trying and failing(so I was thinking), at explaining something below is a little of what I wrote…

“…The only way I can describe it is… imagine a dusty book shop. Most would walk past and go to the new modern one. Some would go in and have a little look coughing and complaining of the musty smells and how old it is. But us? We’d be sat on the floor of one of the aisles lost in the wondrous depths of some well worn musty book thats seen better days and yet to us its a dreamscape to a wonderland telling fantastical tales and painting landscapes, sights and smells beyond our fantasies and depicting smells and sounds that linger with every word, every page…”

A…. is amazing and understood. I got thinking about it and thought I’d give it a try at writing our bookshop.
So A…. I hope you like our bookshop…



          

                   ~…Storytellers Travels…~

Old store
on a busy street,
So many pass by
talk with people they meet,
Windows covered
in a slight layer of dust,
Looks kinda foreboding
not a building to trust,
Old golden lettering
faded by years,
Storytellers Travels
surrounded by gears,
While most pass by not noticing
some they stop and stare,
How come this dirty shop’s
still firmly trading there,
Few enter feeling brave
might find a treasure for me,
Musty smells and coughing dust
get me out in the fresh air free,
This shop is an enigma
a place untouch by age,
An ageless mystification
forgotten by modern rage,
A hulking great monstrosity
two stories looking down,
To eat up passers-by
or spew words and make them drown,
Enticed by pull of stories
she stepped inside the beast,
On sirens song she walked
eyes alighting on such a feast,
Down dusty aisles her fingers skim
books calling her one by one,
Following the call the loudest
her fingers come undone,
Four aisles over the book it sighs 
she’s found the one to read,
Lean against the shelf
anticipation and such need,
Feet slide down book opens
look up and meet a gaze,
Another lost soul just like her
under a stories spellbinding daze,
Two heads bent seeing wondrous
tales,
Fantastical landscapes
mythical ship sails,
Dreamscapes and fables
weaving incandescent threads,
Spiritually entrancing animals
walk in celestial flowerbeds,
Ethereal woods with
wise elder trees,
Admonish and berate
naughty pixies on their knees,
Birds of enchanting colours
fly through kaleidoscopic skies,
Scents of heavenly fragrance
enhance star spangled eyes,
Grandfather time chimes
in the dusty old book shop,
He moans its time for bed
but the Story weaver tells him stop,
He points at the story travellers
in aisle number four,
Side by side they sit
enraptured by the book upon the floor…x.

I hope everyone gets lost in a book every now and again. Happy hugs to everyone at the end of the wire.x.

     Okay, okay… its a very “in your face” title. No this post isn’t about a world over run by zombie children  but? Zombie children will feature in it a bit further down.
     So? How’s your week gone? Has the house turned into a scene from the lost Boys in Peter Pan? No? Then you did good 👏  Now you might think I’m being sarcastic but a parent I know sent me a great pic on Snap this morning of the “masterpiece” her super cute twin 5 year old’s did at half 6 this morning with the caption… A nappy!! I just went to change A….’s nappy and they did this🤬🤬 
       This got me laughing and thinking of my eldest 2 who I learned many lessons from, including just painting in plain colours and always keeping an extra tin to pain over  “materpieces” oh! and if they go quiet? Panic and find them fast. They are up to something(80% of the time!).  My youngest has got away with nothing, simply because 5 tried this stuff before her and never got away with it(ok the first 2 probably did out of sheer shock they did whatever it was).
       Anyway… has the start of your week been good? I hope so! If it hasn’t? I’m sorry, I’m here if you want to privately just vent. And? I’m seriously hoping it gets better for you.x.
       This week has started ok. Yes, I know there’s still the whole week to go really… I was listening to the youngest do one of her French lessons this week and she moans… “You’re repeating what we already know and its all blah blah bl…” (goes bright pink), “Sorry Miss!! Ahhhh…. I mean I mean… ahhhhh!! Désolée!” (Looks at me looking at her amused as I hear her teacher explaing that she must learn to use the mute button when expressing her opinions like that). Yep we had words. She emailed an apology to her teacher. But we’ve… done an aerobics workout(pe), I did that one with her. Funny as hell!

Hows the month been for you? Not long until the end of it and look?! Heres you still going and breathing and coping(even on the days you feel your not). You’re acing this month!

Went for a walk late at night away from people(I dont do people) with the eldest girl. The conversation turned to Zombies and how we’d kill them but I cant kill Zombie kids and babies so I’d just round them up and put them in a big pen,this caused a bit of an argument as she said no. They’re zombies. Kill them. No. I said. They are kiddos. Can’t do it. So then she says well they’ll just eat eachother! Sparking a bigger debate… she asks if I’d save all the Zombie cats? Ahhhhhhh!! Zombie cats?!! I love furry fluffy kitties… I CAN’T KILL THOSE!!!! So apparently I’m going to help Zombie kiddos, Zombie babies and Zombie Cats rule the world as I cant kill them. Who knew?!

I know I’ve been quiet on here lately and its because I’ve almost completely shut myself off from everyone and everything that isn’t inside my house/garden. I’ve needed it. I’ve also been thinking about these little thoughts posts… I know I said I’d just title them all little thoughts but, if I i post 2 in the same day or quick succession of each other? Would it make others that read it think I’ve posted the same thing twice? I dont know… should I post them as numbers instead? Wondering if I should go back and change the 2 I posted today to numbers instead… think I will. I’ll start at 400 that can be my zero.

The Cat has just come in to me and meowed his annoyance that I haven’t moved to let him out which has made me look at the time… not too far from midnight. Maybe some Chamomile tea? I dont even miss coffee anymore really.

OK ok Mr Bear! I’m off to let this fluffy house dragon out into the night to do whatever kitties do…

Sending all of you at the other end of the wire a hug.x.

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