Saturday Centus #65 Only in the UK!

Jenny Matlock hosts this weekly meme. Thank you! J

Her challenge to participants this week is to use the prompt and up to 100 words to produce a piece of writing in any style. Click here to read more and perhaps be inspired to join in! This week’s prompt is a picture of a fried egg!

Occasionally the sun shines during summer. This is exciting but sometimes the temperature rises until everyone complains about the heat, remarking how it is the hottest day/week/month since anyone started noticing.

Soon the newspapers start reporting how it has been so hot that people have been frying eggs on the pavement or the bonnets of cars or their unfortunate children’s backs – no, I made up that last one!

Interesting but has anyone considered the health ramifications? Pavement eggs must carry every disease known to mankind and some that await identification. Cars? Dust, petrol, bird droppings . . .

Sunny side up?

Poetry Jam Summer Days

Summer Days

What we like to do is sit in the shade

On a warm summer evening,

Listening as birds make their last serenade

And the sun slips down the horizon,

While the colours flame and flush and fade

Through purple, apricot, crimson.   

What we actually do is huddle indoors

As relentless rain’s cascading,

Bedraggling the birds, battering flowers,

While a gale force wind’s prevailing.

The temperature drops, the savage squall roars,

We shiver in premature gloaming.

English summer is often delightful,

But don’t rely on the weather,

Lovely days can become really frightful,

‘Be prepared’ is the slogan for ever;

Some summers it seems June is spiteful –

Other times she is kindly, however.

'The rule is, jam tomorrow and jam yesterday - but never jam today' - except here 

Haiku Friday – English Summer

Blue skies and sunshine
Give way to thunderstorm clouds
And heavy rain.

English Summer days –
All the seasons come at once
To upset our plans.

Barbecues and fairs
Fall foul of the elements,
So too school sports days.

We make do and mend
And take everything inside -
Cramped, wet and steaming.

We do not complain
For our green and pleasant land
Falls soft on our eyes.

To read more Haiku go here