- Post of the Week #67
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It’s been a quiet week this week - they happen every so often.
Anyway, this week’s winner is Real E Fun’s “Humph RIP.
Our judges said:
“A touching and funny obituary”
“The kindly curmudgeon Zinnia Cyclamen piqued my interest with an informative obit of a man I confess I had never heard of; before the end of her post, however, I was determined to find out more, having followed her useful embedded links, and by the end I felt as though I not only understood her genuine dismay at Humph’s passing, but how he fitted into the meaning of her life and why he was worthwhile blogging about.”
Your judges this week were me, Lyle, GS and Cathy, with Peach as shortlister.
- Shortlist for Week Ending 9th May
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The next Post Of The Week will be announced on Sunday evening.
Please note that nominations for next week cannot be accepted until then.
If YOU would like to vote on this week’s shortlist and be part of the decision making for the Post of the Week this week, please pick your favourite posts from the list and award them 5 points for the favourite, 4 for the next etc, and mail your votes to peacharse@yahoo.com no later than 6pm on Sunday night.
Bank holiday’s over, Bojo’s the new mayor, booze is illegal on the tube come 1st June, summer’s cracked open early (for a few days at least) and the nominations were ripe for the picking. Good times abound!
Here’s this week’s shortlist:
1 - The Cat Girl Speaks: Tell it Like it Is
Nominated by missym
How can it be that I am only 25% as fertile as I was six years ago? I didn’t wake up on my 35th birthday earlier in the year looking or feeling older. Did another quarter of my eggs suddenly become sub-standard during that night?
2 - Please Don’t Eat with Your Mouth Open: If you’re not going to exeed the speed limit, at least make it in the first place.
Nominated by nuttycow.
I do see the same woman every morning who drives a car which is the same make as mine, with an almost identical registration number. I always want to like wave at her or something and start a morning routine of mutual car acknowledgement but having tested the water with a manic grin in her direction, I don’t think she’s keen to play.
3 - Get Mummy’s Purse: Up Town
Nominated by nuttycow.
I was just having my third mini cinnamon swirl when it dawned on me that I may have to speak to people. Now I don’t generally like having to speak to people I don’t know, especially if they have polyester suits and the afore mentioned little cases on wheels and hail from a part of the country where it’s more usual to make small talk.
4 - Naked Pete: Pistol Pete Will Hang ‘Em High
Nominated by Mike
You could hear a pin drop. You could even hear the schemietwat next to me using his MOBILE PHONE! There he sat, legs apart, going text, text, text. I tried to catch the policeman’s eye, but he blanked me. Seemed I was sitting next to a felon rather than a potential juror.
5 - Reluctant Memsahib: Letting in the Light
Nominated by missym.
The rape seed flowers are brilliant; they cast a neon luminosity upwards - as if somebody had switched on a light somewhere beneath shallow soil. It looks - from where I sit in a small Northamtonshire village - as if somebody has tossed enormous yellow picnic rugs upon the countryside all around.
6 - Status Anxiety: You were beautiful.
Nominated by nuttycow.
I heard your name - your full name, your middle name, our mother’s name. A reminder of the gaping hole. I remember our brother-in-law delivering his reading with less gusto than is normal for him. His voice faltered, his eyes glistened - we sympathised.
