“Our speaker tonight…”

“Our speaker tonight…”

“I don’t need a microphone.”

Mumble, mumble, mumble.

We looked at each other.

“He really does need a microphone.” commented Trudy.

“Can you hear me at the back?” he spoke on.

We couldn’t. Our minds started to wander wherever minds unleashed will go.

“Did he say ‘The Spaniards are Revolting?’ “ asked Sparky.

“Doubtful.” I responded. “His speech was supposed to be about the mechanics of sporting achievement, or so I do think.”


Our minds returned from whence they came. I wrote notes on a few ideas for possible stories of the future – like this one.

And a pleasant evening was had by all.

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