Michael Humphris

Photograph Copyright C E Ayr Skipping came naturally to her, just like a fairy said her father. Whatever the surface, she moved with grace. No one who watched her could fail to smile and wonder why. But society said she…

photo curtsy of Susan Eames Now Mr Palmer had heard that a coaching hostelry was for sale. His friend Mr Hunt might see an opportunity for a business venture. Palmer did not foresee that fate would place the two men…

Prompt curtsy of Sarah Potter It was pure exploration on my behalf, starting with exploring under bridges, then crawling inside dark drainage tunnels. So I found my pathway along the river Glyme into Bleinheim Park. Rambler should have been my…

Better late to the party, than not turning up. Searching for infinity is rather like looking through a ship porthole and seeing the ocean surface but nothing below or above. Sometimes I feel like I have touched infinity, yet it…

Confused ? Apologies for using the wrong photograph, Wordpress would not allow me to use this weeks prompt photograph as posted by our host Rochelle Wisoff -Fields Thunder arrives at some point in life. Today I heard that thunder, as…

Prompt photo curtsy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Arriving at Alexandria was a cultural shock. The port was a riot of colour and smells. As for the massed ranks of humanity, all straining to earn a few silver piastres. Well it was…

Copyright C E Ayr smart It is time to leave. But dad we have sold our transport! Son I have hired our old boat, long enough to get us to Alexandria, the new owner will be crewing for us while…

Prompt photo curtsy of Rowena Curtin He gingerly found his way to an empty seat, carefully avoiding a lass with a pile of big issue magazines on her lap. In the seat behind a smartly dressed lass, tried to ignore…

Prompt curtsy of Dale Rogerson We are both old said garlic to the skillet. Yet what a great marriage we would make, if only Olive agreed to join us over the flames. But garlic Olive is afraid of heat, it…

Photo prompt curtsy of Roger Bultot The time was when one could flit using just a handcart, so my great aunt said. Today I found myself flitting for the first time. But how to do it taking all the paraphernalia…