Bloody Nora! We're nearly at the end of February already!
Anyway, back to Six Sunday. Remember, you can find over 100 fellow writers and their snippets by following this link.
Last week, Bob the archaelogist alien was reminiscing about a lost love. This week, we skip forward a bit in the story.
Bob and Qez left after we'd arranged to meet them in the foyer in an hour's time. Tim and I still had to finish this huge breakfast, and slip into something more appropriate for exploring caverns. I mean, a bikini top and knee-length skirt doth not an archaeologist make. And that was just Tim! I jest, of course. He would never wear a skirt that long.
Hmm, not sure if the "doth not.." line works but, what the hey, it's just the first draft!
And now for something completely different: Father Dougal McGuire!
|"That's nearly as mad as the thing you told me about the loaves and the fishes."|