The next Post Of The Week will be announced on Sunday evening.
Please note that nominations for next week cannot be accepted until then.

1. Hydragenic: Layers, Cells, Constellations.
nominated by Mike
“Naah, it’s alright. I don’t worry much about the future.”

Good. When I was your age, I think, I worried all the time. We were all going to die. We had endless discussions about it at school. Our drama teacher acted out the ferocity of a nuclear blast by sitting us under a big pile of tables and chairs and pushing the whole lot over. Farcical, but the bruises it left were more than physical.

2. Ouch: Adult with disability or oversized child: who decides? by Elizabeth McClung
nominated by Just a Girl
First it was the driver’s license. Tell me, why did I (and my parents) suffer through driving lessons and parallel parking if they can take that away just because I occasionally spontaneously lose consciousness? As I explained; I don’t mind losing consciousness at all. It doesn’t terrify me. ‘They’ explained that the drivers in the oncoming lane felt quite differently.

3. Random acts of Reality: Snapshots
nominated by James Heywood
…The radio bursts into life, there is an officer who ‘lucked’ onto the scene - he tells Control that he needs a lot of ambulances, the fire service and the police. The injuries are all serious. We wonder if he is talking about the same crash we are going to…

…We crest the hill, with one look at the car and the bus we know it’s going to be serious…

4. Said the Gramophone: On Tuesday He Fumbles
nominated by asta
Now Iris was drunk and coming into my apartment and waving aside offers of a glass of water, of a piece of bread, of cookies or mint tea or sweets that my roommate M had brought back from Iran. She led me into my own living-room. She turned on the overhead light and turned off my lamp. She drew the blinds. She sat smack down on a chair and put her shoes in her lap. “Sit,” she said to me. She smelled like peach schnappes, which is a nice smell, a strong smell.

5. Tuna Girl: Like Lady Godiva, Sort Of
nominated by bob
What I didn’t realize until it was too late was that while my shirt looked perfectly nice while standing, when I sat, the sort-of mock wrap neckline unwrapped to reveal my right boob.

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Not Just Hiding - A day in the life

“Two o’clock. My face is numb down one side and while the left side of my brain knows it’s an anxiety symptom the right is convinced of a stroke. Should I call someone? Call for help before it kills me? What? What do I do? Weigh it up against the potential embarrassment - that’s what.”

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This post was nominated by An Unreliable Witness.

Our judges said:

“An eloquent scream at a life becoming intolerable.”

Your shortlister this week was Stray.
The judge-ly huddle consisted of Timbo, Wendy, SwissToni and last week’s winner, Suburban Hen.

Well done to the winner.

See y’all next week.

The next Post Of The Week will be announced on Sunday evening.
Please note that nominations for next week cannot be accepted until then.

Badger That … - Office Mother Hen …
(nominated by Stray)

She has so many wonderful catchphrases that we introduced a game called “Mother Hen Bingo” last summer. As our Mother Hen is part time we have the morning to come up with which catchphrases she will use throughout the day.

I am livid - Sales meeting
(nominated by rachie)

There were no more racial slurs after that, and he focussed on explaining the sales situations at prospective clients by mocking Gypos and The Gays.

I’m not a girl, not yet a wino - six years
(nominated by asta)

With close ties to both NYC and DC, I sometimes feel like a failure that I wasn’t in either place at the time. I was in a hospital in central Florida without a television set. I didn’t see the towers fall until I got home that night, blocked by news sites that simply couldn’t hold the weight of the world’s interest. I didn’t bear witness like everyone else did that day. I’m still trying to.

Not Just Hiding - A day in the life
(nominated by An Unreliable Witness)

Two o’clock. My face is numb down one side and while the left side of my brain knows it’s an anxiety symptom the right is convinced of a stroke. Should I call someone? Call for help before it kills me? What? What do I do? Weigh it up against the potential embarrasment - that’s what.

Observer Woman Makes Me Spit - A Comedy of Errors
(nominated by Clare)

N: SAY anything? Oh darling don’t be ridiculous! Who knows what nonsense they might come out with! No no, we’ll put them on a grid - just like we do with the make-up reviews - and give them about ten words at a time, they can’t do much harm that way. Half a dozen questions - Lapdancing clubs - IN or OUT? Men - IN or OUT? That kind of thing.

Random Burblings - Pie, Our, Squared
(nominated by MisssyM)

H felt that it should be called “The Quest For Pie.” Actually, initially she suggested “The Quest Of Pie,” but I vetoed that straight away on the grounds of grammatical incorrectness. “The Quest Of Pie” would suggest that the quest, itself, was pie. The quest was not pie, pie was the intended result of the quest. Therefore “The Quest For Pie” was, at least, linguistically sound.

The Beauty Offensive - Untitled
(nominated by An Unreliable Witness)

Why have I done this now? Because I wanted to. Because it’s time. Because I’m not ashamed. And because I don’t want anyone to ever live even one day like I had to for months on end in the not so distant past…lying on the bathroom floor, less than seven stone, too weak to lift my head to vomit, my then partner trying to keep my son away because the scene was just too terrifying.

Where Did It All Go Right? - She looked much older
(nominated by James)

Suddenly, door policy is non-existent. Presumably, they would print a picture of a corpse’s breasts, as long as the rest of the body was cropped. Breasts, it seems, are breasts, in this non-judgmental world.

NOMINATIONS FOR THIS WEEK ARE NOW CLOSED.
The shortlist will be appearing soon. Apologies for the lateness, I am officially a spanner incapable of checking a calendar. Stray x

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