
Graffiti covered barred windows held back his fears. His pantry stuffed to the brim. Melons, grapes, mangos, legumes … the list goes on. It began with Brexit.
The worry burrowed like a disease in his brain. He became panicked at the thoughts that filled his head; day and night. Not sleeping, it stole any semblance of rational
Family, neighbours, friends all tried, but still he hoarded all the things he could not grow. Convinced that only chlorinated Chicken and produce laced with corn syrup and squeezy cheese would be on the shelves after Brexit. Resulting in a slowly fermenting unappetizing soup.
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I do wonder if we’ll be stuck feeding our boys pinto bean candy bars soon! 🙂
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If we all had to we would survive. As long as we stay in and away from the virus.
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You’ve got Brexit, we have coronavirus here in Italy …
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We have it too 😓🤑
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Yes it is awful for you all. We have less for now, but they say … stay in self isolate if you have flu symptoms, but not testing those … we do not know how many are untested. I think it will get worse before it begins to recede. Xx you be safe.
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I actually think that chlorinated chicken is to be preferred to his hoarded produce.
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It would be very close to choose. Thanks for coming. 😊
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Sounds like he’s gone way over the top with worry and fear. Hopefully he’ll calm down once it all settles down
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Haha! If he was more than a figment of my mind I would be terribly worried. 😂
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Dear Ellen,
There’s so much to worry about these days, isn’t there? Sounds like he’s gone a bit overboard, though. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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What is not there to see, is speculated upon. The outcome is extreem for the gullible, the damaged or simply uneducated. Fake news spreads like an epidemic.
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I felt sympathy for him, but you also made me smile. Cleverly done!
Susan A Eames at
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Thank you smiling is good. 😊
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This is a sad little Brexit Tale. How on earth will he deal with Corvid19 ? 💜
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Well written. Very believable.
Scary, thought provoking.
But, I still believe plastic is going to be the cause of the end.
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I believe that it could be a factor 🙄
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Well, he may well be proved right in the end. Depressing thought.
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Would they truly believe that? They may add to the mix but I somehow doubt we would buy it.
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Ewww. And unfortunately sounds very real. This horror element is a nice addition to your story!
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Thank you for coming x
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Well, Ellen, he can eat them all while he is holed up at home during the Coronavirus epidemic. A great piece.
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Haha! Thanks Roberta. 😀
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It could happen, that’s the scary part.
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😲
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This could well be horribly true – and did you see the scenes of people stock piling toilet rolls? That’s in Australia (so far) and about coronavirus rather than Brexit.
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All of them are based in mostly unfound fears. 😇
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This sounds a very plausible contemporary syndrome
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It is a thought I overheard, two young fellows over a beer saying that will be all we see on the shelves … and so the soup was born 😇
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