At a recent Writers’ Circus meeting, in accordance with our established routine, we attempted to write a readable story against a time limit of TEN MINUTES.

On my way to the venue at 103 Trongate in Glasgow, (we start at the civilised hour of 11.00 am), I witnessed an encounter of two glammed up ladies in their mid fifties. possibly heading for a coffee and catch-up session?

“Helloww, how are Yooou?”

“Oh, you know, Living the Dream.”

Evelyn, our usual Flash Fiction organiser, did not have a topic for us and I pitched my proposal.

Off we went!

Here is a tidied up and slightly and expanded version of my offering.