“It’s Halloween, isn’t it,” grinned Uncle Bill.
“We know,” laughed the two boys in unison.
“I’m glad that both of you have popped around here. I know you have your sheets to be ghosts, but I’ve some things in my shed which will help you as well.”
The two of them looked at each other for a moment, then they followed Uncle Bill to the shed.
“Okay, this should do,” as Uncle Bill produced two broomsticks, two small cassocks and two tall pointy hats.”
The two of them grinned while pocketing some tangerines and Polos.
“Have fun and see you soonish,” as he waved them off.
Meanwhile, Uncle Bill finished his open fire in the living room. The flames danced around and became toasty. Then he carefully arranged their treasures, since all three of them had scrumped lots of chestnuts last week. That will warm them up, grinned Uncle Bill.
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Tag: the two boys
Fishing!
“It’s a great place here,” grinned one of the boys.
“Perfect, since we have our fishing tackle with us today.”
“We could sit by the bank, and maybe dabble our toes in the stream…”
“… or we could get rather more wet, and start from that muddy bit.”
“Muddy is always good.”
They removed their socks and trainers, and put them together by the bank, then they brought their rods, including a good strong net.
They waded around a bit and peered by the waters. A couple of tiny minnows rushed past, but that was all.
“We need to be deeper.”
They got rather wet until they climbed onto the large flat rock.
“Aha, this is much better.”
They didn’t get any fish, but they found several coins at the bottom of the stream.
“It seems that some of them could be very old.”
“Ooh, how exciting.”
“Lucky us, eh?”
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Busy boys
Photo Prompt © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
It was a project today.
“This could be good,” grinned one of the boys.
“We will need some leaves and stuff.”
“Handy that we are allowed to walk around the grounds…”
“… and maybe a little further too.”
As they looked at each other. And smiled.
“Come on, let’s go down to the small stream by the bridge.”
They didn’t find much though, certainly not leaves. Still they improvised.
“All this useful mud.”
“Perfect.”
So they plastered one of the pillars.
“This is definitely art, isn’t it.”
“It is.”
“Pity we can’t bring it home.”
“Oh well, such is life.”
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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers
Genre: Anecdote?
Word Count: 100

That’s an interesting tree…
“Shall we stop for a bit?” asked one of the boys.
“Yes, good thinking, we’ve been riding for ages.”
“Such a good place here, and right by the nice village pond.”
So, the two of them got off, and put their bikes down, then walked down to the pond.
“This is great, isn’t it,” grinned one of them.
“Should we have a little paddle?”
“We could, although it looks a bit deep, or at least a bit uncomfortable.”
“Okay, let’s walk a little further.”
“Now look at this, this is fab!”
“Gosh, this tree is ancient, isn’t it?”
“It’s called a weeping willow tree, I think.”
“Well, it looks like the Whomping Willow in Harry Potter’s Hogwarts school grounds.”
“I do like that idea of that – a magical tree…”
“… although that could be pretty dangerous.”
The two of them grinned for a bit, then said together: “we’ll ride again.”
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Those two happy boys!
The two boys had just left that rather nice woman, who had said that she would be happy to see them some time in the future.
“Fun, eh,” grinned one of the boys.
“Oh yes, that huge house was amazing.”
“It’s called The Old Hall.”
“That’s right.”
She had laughed a lot, since she said her name is Ms Hall.
“Still, we need to get moving now,” as the two boys started to pedal more quickly.
Then they continued to bike by the little lane.
“Look just over there. There’s two lovely cows who are munching in the long grass.”
“But that’s not where they stay normally, surely?”
The two of them slowed down to see what was going on.
“Oh look, that farmer is just there, he’s going to herd them back where they are supposed to be.”
“Well, I’m saying, phew.”
“Quite right.”
So off they went smiling.
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The Old Hall
“Is this all for me?” she thought, as she opened the car door, and looked up and around. It was huge. She grabbed her phone and several pages of notes, then got out, closing and locking the door. “Habit,” she muttered to herself.”
The key was hidden under a big bush near the main door as the solicitor had said on email. She held it up for a moment, then poked the key in the lock.
It was dark inside, since all the windows had been bricked up. Still there was a large torch somewhere. But then she saw two young boys on their bikes appear.
“Hello,” said one of them. “Do you need some help?”
“We can see it’s dark, but we’ve our front lights on our bikes and easy to remove them.”
She grinned back and said, “you’ll be handy, and you two will be my new friends!”
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Just a small forest…
“I’ll race you,” grinned one of the boys.
“That will be fun,” said the other.
So off they went on their bikes along the scrubby lane. It was almost neck and neck when they both stopped, and rather suddenly.
“Such a small straight track.”
“Let’s go that way.”
So the two of them made their way across the field. They had only a tiny squabble as they decided who would go first. And off they went.
A bit later they both stopped.
“Gosh, it was further than we thought.”
“Still this small forest seems excellent.”
“I wonder what we’ll find?”
“The highest part is over there.”
“It will be dense and quite dark too.”
“And that’s what we like.”
So off they went. And they had a great time. They hoped that they would find a couple of unicorns, and it could have been. A small sighting, they both thought.
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🦄
Those two boys… again!
“We’d love to go with you,” said the two boys.
“Okay, pop in,” grinned Uncle Bill. “My Land Rover is ancient but still fine,” as he lurched off onto the road.
“Where are we going,” asked one of the boys.
“Aha,” said he, “you’re going to like this, it’s right by the Fens. I’m going to drop you off for a while.”
Then one of the boys said: “We’re getting pretty close to that wonderful windmill, is it this?”
“It is,” as Uncle Bill pulled up. “You can poke around there, although it’s a shame you can’t go in. I’ll be about an hour,” and off he went.
The two of them had some fun, and even better, an old guy happened to be there, letting them in, and very interesting it was. Then Uncle Bill was back with some pies and ice creams, and not necessarily in that order!
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What on earth…
‘What’s this?’
‘Bizarre.’
The two boys had just stopped by one of the shops.
‘I don’t remember seeing this.’
‘Me neither.’
‘But what is in this window anyway?’
Then one of them looked up to see the sign.
‘It says that this is a barber’s shop, but it seems, well, odd.’
The shop door opened with a happy ding-dong bell, as a large jolly man waved some scissors at them. ‘Want to do you’re short back and sides then, young boys?’
The two of them grin, then one of them said. ‘It was only last week, so no thank you.’
Then the other one said. ‘Please can we see what’s in the window?’
‘Do come in. You’ll like this!’
‘See, they should sing but not until the fourth one is back. Just a little crack to make him better. Then it’ll be a barbershop quartet, and that will be lovely.’
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Such a fun treat!
‘What fun,’ grinned one of the boys.
‘Yes indeed,’ said the other one, ‘especially since we hopped on a bus, then we got out by this river in the Norfolk Broads.’
‘We have brought some sandwiches and we are wearing our wellies.’
‘And we have some fishing tackle, and we might even catch a couple of fishes.’
The two boys walked purposely.
‘It’s a bit deep by those reeds, and that’s going to be rather tricky,’ as one of them remarked.
But a moment later they heard an interesting sound.
‘Ooh, it’s a chug-chug-chug noise, and it’s getting closer.’
And very soon a cabin cruiser appeared.
‘Do you want to hop over here on the next bend?’ shouted an old guy on the boat. ‘I’m sure both of you will enjoy this.’
And so they did.
The two boys didn’t manage to catch a fish, but it was still fun.
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