Underpants - Three Word Wednesday

I've been trying hard to finish off a children's book I've written, so haven't dared to venture on my blog as I know I'll be on it for hours!
I know I must have missed so many wonderful posts by everyone, but as soon as I have finished, I'll get busy visiting again :o)

I just had a look at 3WW and this came immediately to mind, so I thought I'd allow myself just this one before I get writing again!


Underpants
Incensed, she snatched up his underpants off the bathroom floor. They were damp from where he'd 'avoided' the mat as usual after his bath and trailed wet all around the floor. As she threw them into the washing basket, she shuddered, shaking her hand. "Uugh... and I wondered why his mates called him skid-mark!"


 Three Word Wednesday where you write something using the three prompt words.   This week's words are ... Damp, Incensed and Skid.

Dead Man In The Park! .... I Saw Sunday - Week 33

 I Saw Sunday where you can join in with pictures, thoughts, observations, anything you like!

On a couple of my trips to the park with Grace, I've stopped and talked with a lovely old man in his mobility scooter.  He's 92 years old, charming and bright as a button. So when I saw him across the lake slumped in his scooter, my heart sank. 

"Oh no, he's dead!"  I thought, putting Grace on her lead and rushing around the lake to him. 

As I neared him, my legs went all wobbly and my mind was racing. I really didn't know what to do. There was no-one else about and I didn't even have my mobile on me. He'd become my responibilty. It wouldn't have felt right just to just leave him alone, dead in the middle of the park while I went for help. I thought about perhaps leaning over the handles, pressing the mobility scooter button and 'driving' him away. 

I stood beside him for a while, my heart in my throat, wondering just what to do.

Then with my heart pumping, I steeled myself and tentatively reached out my hand to his shoulder  ....  and he came ALIVE again. I nearly had a heart attack!

After I'd regained my composure, we had a chat and he told me he often liked to take a nap by the lake when the weather was nice. I nodded and agreed, but I couldn't help thinking, well you could've told me that on one of our other chats!

I did have my camera with me, but it seemed bad taste to ask him to pretend to be dead in his scooter again just so I had a picture for my blog!