Marty

Hi clo! Hope the weather today is a bit calmer where you are today than it is here. It's not really a contest, more of a challenge. And it's one new photograph per week. Don't have to upload this week's until Friday, but I haven't got one yet. Tonight is more of a social meeting. I think we're going to have a talk from some (locally) famous photographer. Do you think I might be doing it on purpose?

Agreed! And I try to treat everyone with love. Unfortunately (?) I'm human, have preferences (whilst trying not to be prejudiced), so maybe some people just get a bigger share of my love than others...

I once read that, if you are selling your home, one way to make it seem more attractive to people viewing it is to have bread baking in the oven at the time they view. Apparently the smell of the bread can make all the difference. It has been a good day, really. Go raibh mhaith agat!

All good here, at least. Being stuck in the house means I've managed to get a lot of stuff done that I've been sort of 'long fingering' (no dirty comments please - it's just an expression - Google it, if you don't understand) for the past while. Currently waiting for dough to rise (that was dough, not dugh, you dirty minded people! ) before popping it in the oven. It's now over three years since I purchased shop bread. Camera club meeting this evening, so I'll need to have a shower and a shave before I head off to that. Hey, @Timothy M., by the way!

You are a wicked, wicked man, Gary!

Hey, Gary! How's things with you this wet and windy day?

Howya, Page?

So could that have been the seed that has caused Nate, years later, to talk to Greg about wanting to meet a nice girl, get to know her, settle down and get married, have kids, the white picket fence... (etc)? And does that mean that Nate may actually be gay - or at least bisexual - or even Greg-sexual, as someone suggested in a comment to the last chapter? We already know that Greg and Nate have had sex twice, which supposedly confirmed that Nate was really straight. What we don't know is how old they were at the time. Was it before or after Richard assaulted Greg? If it was before, it could just have been a case of adolescent experimentation. If it was after, then it just may be that Nate is not 100% straight (or could it just be a case of Nate wanting to comfort his friend, or to prove to him that he could still give his body to another man despite what had happened with Richard?). My gut feeling is that Nate is actually straight, but I have to admit that I'm not sure. I suppose I'll find out the answer in the remaining chapters. Great story, Jason! You've still got me hooked (and second guessing).

Uhmmm, something seems to be missing ... wasn't there a hot shirtless guy in a pair of tight worn button-fly jeans leaning against the fence post ... where'd he go? I think the night may have cooled somewhat, so Gary decided to take him home with him to warm him up again...

Howdy, dugh.

I think it's time I got some shuteye... Night guys!

This. ^^^ Yea, I knew that actually. But I just couldn't resist the double entendre. Although I would have said that they were wrapped in sausage meat, rather than just sausage - but that's perhaps just the fact that you American's don't speak proper English (not like wot us does! ). And they don't have to be deep fried. You can make just as tasty (but not so full of nasty fats) by baking them in the oven. recipe/oven-baked-scotch-eggs/

I have wondered the same thing myself from time to time. I may just have to confiscate his stick with the horse's head handle....

I've never turned down an opportunity to nibble on a Scotch egg or two... Oh! You didn't mean those type of Scotch eggs?

*double high five*

I'm just glad neither you nor the old lady were hurt. Possessions can be replaced. People can't. I know I'm relatively new here... But does young Albert have a death wish? Both parties appear to have walked (or driven) away unharmed. That sounds like luck to me, considering what could have been the result.

Dream on 😛

Right, gang... I'm outa here for a while. Time to prepare dinner. Home made curried beef on a bed of boiled whole grain rice, followed by home made apple pie and custard. Yum! Chat you in an hour or so,

Charming! (pun intended) But it looked to me as though the car window wasn't actually wound down...

Don't you wish you knew I'm gonna hazard a guess at the first two... "And when he was good he was very, very good. And when he was bad he was wicked!"

I can't see the guy's right hand... That's not one of your selfies, is it, Gary?

And which two of those three categories do you fall into, young Albert?

Lovely wee tale! Almost makes me consider scrolling through all 6063 pages of the old CoTT forum to see what other gems lie therein... (Only almost, though.)

Oh, I don't!

Dream on... 😛