Worthing Flash

The herd was alone. Their leader had gone o ff to eat his beetroot. “The old boy’s past it,” Cupid whispered, “and because of all that beetroot he eats to keep his nose bright red, his farts are becoming notorious.” “Well you don’t have to follow him, my nose is right behind his bum.” Said Dasher. Blitzen stood up on his hind legs. “Oh gawd here we go another announcement.” grumbled Dasher. “Look Guys after that kerfu ffl e last year with Air Tra ffi c Control when they couldn’t tell if we were coming or going they told us to have a white nose in front and a red nose behind. So.” He said with a smirk,...

I knew he was unwell.  It began when he never wanted to go very far on our walks together. In fact he got to sitting on the park bench with our next door neighbour and I would run round the cricket pitch with her Jan.  We were told to always keep to the perimeter and not to soil the grass or wellieWally the grounds man would chase us off.  ‘ Her next door’ was a pleasant over-weight chatty widow who I know he liked and do you know what, I quite liked Jan.  “ I want you to stay next door with Jan for a few days next week while I go into hospital”. I must have looked at him in alarm because he quickly added “you like Jan, don’t you Sidney?” He obviously didn’t seem to understand my alarm, it would be the first time we would be apart. Ever.  Hospital was that smart building we walk past on the way to the park, it had electric sliding doors that Jan told me could suddenly close and cut off the head of someone as small as me.  We said our farewel...