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Ted thought his mood would lift by going on a lonely trudge through the damp woodland. He stumbled against a rotting tree stump, worm riddled, set amongst rotting leaves, slimey, disgusting. Mistake, his mood worsened.
He must head home, supper was at six.
Matty his mother watched Ted as he took his place at the kitchen table, wrapped in misery.
‘How are you doing Ted ?’ his mother asked.
He shook his head.
‘We could feed the chickens after supper ?’
‘Maybe’ he said.
July 26, 2021 at 11:46 am
Poor Ted. Some days are just like that. Nicely done.
July 11, 2021 at 4:41 am
The title says it all – he is definitely not okay.
July 12, 2021 at 12:45 pm
Thanks for your comment Ali, yes I agree he’s not at all OK.
July 10, 2021 at 7:46 pm
Sometimes nothing works…
Francine, your link doesn’t work. Sends us through some rigmarole with Jetpack! I got here by typing in your url…