I Challenge You To…

This week I challenge you to write a story, poem, limerick or true-life piece about:

CHEESE

Have fun!

Last week’s challenge was to read the following opening paragraph to a story and then to continue with the rest of the story:

Six o’ clock in the morning. Another day Muriel would rather be dead. She opened her eyes and closed them again. Anne would be here soon. She tried not to cry, but Anne always made her cry.

I was intrigued to see where it took you and how you built on the characters. I just had to share Martin Strike‘s story with you:

Six o’ clock in the morning. Another day Muriel would rather be dead. She opened her eyes and closed them again. Anne would be here soon. She tried not to cry, but Anne always made her cry.

It was hard for Muriel, being woken by the acrid fumes of a freshly peeled onion so early every day. She had begged and begged Anne to ‘get her an alarm clock like everyone else’, but her plea had fallen on deaf ears. She knew that Anne hadn’t been the same since having both ears lopped off at that dodgy Italian hairdressers.  Muriel wiped her eyes as she thought just how much Anne had changed since that terrible day.  For one thing, it seemed she’d stopped wearing the sunglasses Muriel had so lovingly bought for her, and now she seemed to spend as much time as she could down her bloody allotment, instead of staying at home, stuffing the roadkill that Muriel tried so hard to run over.

Anne’s response to Muriel’s gentle questioning had been harsh. ‘Where else am I going to get sodding onions from if I don’t grow them myself?’   
 
Maybe she’s got a point, thought Muriel as she swept today’s crushed vegetable off the bedside cabinet and took it downstairs to prepare their daily breakfast of French onion soup.
***

cheese

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19 Responses to I Challenge You To…

  1. I live in a land famed for cheese
    With Rocqueforts and Cantals and Bries
    To make them is lawful
    Though some taste bloody awful
    Just send me some strong Cheddar, please!

  2. I just stopped when I saw the board because it is brilliant and made me laugh out loud. I love cheese by the way, though, “Sometimes it makes me sneeze, Don’t be unhinged, no cause for alarm, Its an addiction and not a disease!”

  3. Pingback: Cheesy Events (Flash Fiction, humor) | Simplicity Lane

  4. Steve says:

    I just posted a flash fiction humor piece “Cheesy Events” on Simplicity Lane. Thanks for the challenge.

  5. HOW CAN I EVER MAKE IT UP TO YOU?
    THIS CHEESE IS GREEN AND YOU WANTED BLUE.
    I CAN’T HOPE TO CONSOLE YA
    WITH THIS GARGANZOLA
    IF GREEN CHEESE IS SOMETHING YOU DO ESCHEW.

    MAYBE YOU WOULD FEEL BETTER
    IF I BROUGHT SOME SIMPLE SHARP CHEDDAR
    OR MAYBE I SHOUDA
    JUST BROUGHT YOU SOME GOUDA
    OR PERHAPS EWE WOULD PREFER FETA

  6. Thanks for the challenge.
    Best, Kevin

    There was a young lady named Louise
    Who ate nothing but cheese.
    She consumed it on toast
    And was a great host,
    Though she served nothing but cheese!

  7.    dear esther, the best i could do eventualy bringing in cheese. hope all is good with you this new year, kind regards robert and        > Message du 22/03/18 15:33> De : “estherchiltonblog” > A : griffiths.robert@orange.fr> Copie à : > Objet : [New post] I Challenge You To…> >WordPress.com

    Esther Chilton posted: “This week I challenge you to write a story, poem, limerick or true-life piece about: CHEESE Have fun! Last week’s challenge was to read the following opening paragraph to a story and then to continue with the rest of the story: Six o’ clock in the mo”

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