They were cutting enormous loaves of bread in the pouring rain. Thin slices.

The dogs smiled and seemed to understand. But of course they saw meat.

We sailed into the harbour with a smile of celebration.

After years of sailing and buffeting and rolling with the waves – any port looked good.

What a treat to walk on un-swaying terra firma.

And you all walk on cobblestones to get some exercise!

The rope was tied tight, nothing would move.

They wore blue blazers the colour of a midnight sky during a full moon.

Sentient algorithms played like bassoons tuned to rhyme with acoustic guitars.

Six was the number they had chosen.

There were 33 of them and thus, five groups with three left over.

Those three made the decisions on behalf of the others, as they were considered the wisest of all and also honest.

A good start.

The minuets looked like they were about to topple.
They always had, but they were as stable and solid as the walls of the Grand Canyon.

Certainly, things had changed in the last three hundred and fifty years, but none of the buildings or their decorative elements had budged.

That’s more than we can say for Ackerman.

Frederick Ackerman, was a nomadic comedian and a deal-maker.

Whenever he appeared at a comedy club, the newspapers and TV stations would be trumpeting another property deal, usually one where half the city had changed ownership by the following morning. There had to be a connection between these two events.

The term “funny money” had existed for ages. “Funny property” had been tried by some headline writers…but it never caught on.

Half way down the corridor he remembered. He remembered he had forgotten the room number.

Never leave a note when the result could be confusing, he thought.

That was what he promised he would avoid.

What she said made all the difference.

Both had a smooth velvet jacket and black patent leather shoes, but they were wearing something else.

After all, in the tropics lighter clothes are suitable.

Taking the long straw.

Drawing strings across pins.

Pointing the way.

There are horizons to be drawn even in the thickest fog.

The next person is to be considered for review.

Introductions are available everywhere.