Let us play the Alphabet Game. It's easy.
THE RULES
1 Be honest. I'll rely on your honesty. No cheating.
2 Look around you.
3 Tell us where you are - at your home, library, waiting room etc ...
4 Name something you see beginning with A, then B, then C and so on. I've put the alphabets on top in case you forgot the order they come in.
5 Total time 10 minutes - no more!
6 The one with most words wins. NO PRIZES. Just the honour of having won.
Here are mine. Ten minutes starting from ... NOW:
I am on a train commuting to work.
A Ability to think quickly and snappishly under pressure.
B Barnacles of disappointments covering modern society's ability to enjoy life and be thankful.
C Cell-phones everywhere in front of me, beside me and around me; but not a brain cell anywhere.
E Ear ache from various technological gadgets creating a cacophony of irritable sounds.
F Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
G Grinding sound of the brakes as the train slides to a stop on metal rails.
H Harbingers of doom, inflation, rising prices, business closures and unemployment in newspapers headlines.
I Internet down as we enter a tunnel.
J Justifiable frustration as I'm bound to get late for my business meeting.
K Krakatoa exploding within me.
L Lies still to be told as I chair my business meeting.
M Manure from all these horses everywhere.
N Nightie - what is it doing here?
O Open window of opportunities if they sign the contract today.
P Post-mortem if they don't sign the contract and who do I blame?
Q Quarter litre bottle of whisky I'll consume either way the business meeting goes.
R Roast KFC chicken to soak the whisky.
S Solace found in a bottle of drink and a KFC meal.
T Train of thoughts whilst stuck on a motionless train.
U Underwear (Note: I'm on the train commuting to work! Whose underwear are these and what are they doing here? Has she forgotten them behind?)
V Victory in sight.
W Watch showing 30 seconds left to ten minutes.
X Xmas cards I still have to write. (I write a few Xmas cards each day on my way to work and it saves time at Christmas. On one occasion it proved embarrassing when I wrote a card to Madeleine and Graham, and by Christmas they had divorced. I just added a short message asking who got custody of the children).
Y Yeeha! Almost there.
Z Zero seconds left. I won.
Now it's your turn. Things you see where you are sitting right now.
