Flushed

I’m linking up with Denise at Girlie On The Edge Blog where she hosts Six Sentence Stories and everyone is invited to write a story or poem constructed of six sentences based on a prompt word.

This week’s prompt word is Service


Flushed 

This DIY job is not a service but a replacement of vital parts, because the toilet cistern no longer flushes and its innards have fallen apart.

Luckily I remember some skills from when I was a 16 year-old apprentice plumbing and drainage engineer, back in Peaky Blinders land, ay, can still hear my gaffer say: “Water will always find its lowest level.”

Words of truth, but in this case the water has nowhere else to go – trapped, just sitting there idly in its ceramic fish tank waiting for replacement parts.

So it’s off with the tank lid, hands plunged into cold and calcified water, deep into the guts of this watery grave of broken plastic parts never meant to last or endure the hard water of our town’s supply.

Parts unscrewed, loosened, taken apart, brightly-coloured plastic contraptions of simple yet remarkable ingenuity pulled out like sunken hulks hoisted from the sea bed, then replaced with a brand new system all shiny and seaworthy for its future days in a 6 litre tank.

Job done – I marvel at my capability, thinking I have won; yet, water always does what it wants in the end and can easily make fools of our controlling ways; while some may believe the mark of civilisation lies in our art, our music, our architecture, our distribution of wealth – the true mark is simply how we try to manage the precious gift of water.


Editor’s note: The above is a true story – the flush has been threatening to go kaput for a while, so I ordered the spare part in anticipation. Also, I really was a plumbing and drainage apprentice based in Peaky Blinders land, Small Heath, Birmingham, by order! Props for good mate fellow WP blogster BK at Be Kitschig for telling me that if my adventures didn’t make into poem form I could always write a ‘flush fiction’ piece 🤣


Poem: by Ford.

Image #1: The Sleeze Brothers. Cloak and Dagger. Marvel. 1989. US.

Image #2: View-Master, 20,000 leagues under the sea. 1954.

McFarlane Toys: Spawn

Spawn Series 29. Tomarts Action Figure Digest. 2006. US.

We recently promised you… a splendiferous and spiffing spotlight on Spawn 😎

And we shall not disappoint! TVTA is proud to present Spawn action figure scans from the 1997 and 1999 McFarlane Toys catalogues, as well as other Spawn goodies! 

Spawn is a fictional antihero appearing in comic books of the same name published by Image Comics. Created by Canadian comic book creator, artist, writer, film maker and toy designer extraordinaire Todd McFarlane, the character Spawn first appeared in Spawn #1 in May 1992. The series has several spin-off comics, as well as a 1997 film adaptation, an HBO animated series, and a range of action figures as we shall see highlighted in this post! 

Let there be Spawn!

Spawn. McFarlane Toys Catalogue. 1999.


McFarlane Toys 1997 catalogue images

McFarlane Toys Catalogue. 1997.

Spawn The Movie Deluxe Boxed Assortment. McFarlane Toys Catalogue. 1997.

Spawn The Movie and Spawn Playstation. McFarlane Toys Catalogue. 1997.

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To Bring You My Love – a Project #2 extract for Six Sentence Stories

DNA-DNE-DNA-DNE

DNA-DNE-DNA-DNE


I’m linking up with Denise at Girlie On The Edge Blog where she hosts Six Sentence Stories and everyone is invited to write a story or poem constructed of six sentences based on a prompt word.

This week’s cue word is Journey


To Bring You My Love

The night train watchman bids her a safe journey behind his mask,

And sails away along the carriage in search of fish the bigger to fry.

And she – she winds back her thoughts to a lady and a lord –

DNA domina, DNE domine,

DNA-DNE-DNA-DNE…

The repetition makes the same sound as does her train

Clattering along rails under English skies.

A metal crate on wheels and track, parting mountains and rivers

To take her fast to her childhood love and a solemn pact.

Quickly now hurry, DNA-DNE-DNA-DNE, before my boy takes

His final breath, before he…

DNA-DNE-DNA-DNE.

***


“My Dear, which train shall I take to bring you my love? For the love of poets is vast and unbound, and many a reflection may be seen in scripts from their souls. Cryptic. A puzzle. A treasure map to the heart. Meet me there in words yet said. Match my love with time yet spent. Reciprocate the loving sentiment with your own true words of poetic beauty.”


Words: by Ford, extract from The Remains of She, the upcoming collaboration between Spira and Ford.

Art images: Spira and Ford. Train images: Marklin, Hornby, Lima. Stafford castle photos unknown.

March 10. 2021.

Kellogg’s Cornflakes 1951 promotion – my family link – ads found at last!

Let me take you back to a post I made in June 2018 concerning the discovery of promo photos from a 1951 Kellogg’s Cornflakes advertising campaign featuring my grandparents, and my mother and auntie when they were five-year old twins.

The promo photos:

(including digital repair versions, many thanks to For Tyeth)


The original post can be seen here but long story short: our family had never seen any of the adverts placed in newspapers or magazines from the time, despite many searches, and so much so that we began to view the event as a myth, even though we had some original pictures from the photo shoot.

That is, until now, and thanks to my super sleuth eldest cousin in the UK, we finally have proof that my family were indeed used in the campaign across not one, not two, but at least ten national and local newspapers across England, Scotland and Northern Ireland.

To say I’m absolutely delighted to finally have scans of some of these adverts would be a huge understatement.

I’m still jumping for joy!

Here they are at last (click to enlarge) …

The Belfast Telegraph – 15 January. 1951.

Kellogg’s Cornflakes advert Waight family. Belfast Telegraph 15 Jan 1951.

The Coventry Evening Telegraph – Tuesday 23 January. 1951.

Kellogg’s Cornflakes advert Waight family. Coventry Evening Telegraph – Tuesday 23 January 1951.

1950s housewives and working husbands

I had to laugh at the outdated tone of the ads, with lines like: “My husband works harder on a good breakfast” and “Give a man Kellogg’s with his breakfast. My husband never misses his” – typical 1950s style statements if ever there was.

Of course, my nan never remained a cornflake-serving good housewife (and actually it was my grandad who did the cleaning and cooking once the girls had grown up). My nan went on to become an assistant nurse – the same job as I now do.


Here are some low res thumbnails of the other publications and their dates.


Thanks for looking! And remember… “A good breakfast should include Kellogg’s” 🙂