Business is Business
Rog smiled as she moved around her den, she had created a beautiful wall, well business is business she thought. Tonight she would start on creating her next masterpiece. She wondered why the humans were such fools, why they left such beautiful things behind.
Tonight she had decided to stay close to the waters edge, for the river was her retreat. The last resort should the humans be so drunk that they tried to hug her. She smiled recalling the moments when they tried, their eyes round with shock. As if they had never realized that Water Wombles wore hats.
Footnotes:
I am rather strapped for time as present, self inflicted and mostly due to a new project. [More details in time]. However I will read all the posted stories. In the mean time I hope that Christmas treats you all kindly.
My thanks go out to Rochelle and Bjorn for providing a photo prompt which allowed me to smile as I recalled those magical creatures the “Wombles of Wimbledon Common’’ by Elizabeth Beresford.
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Lovely image to bring back warm memories.
Warm memories will do for me. Thank you Iain
I hope it’s just their hats she takes home with her. Nicely done. Merry Christmas Michael.
She only likes hats, or so she tells me Merry Christmas to you Sandra
Not familiar with the wombles, Michael. Guess I’ll do my background study.
Sorry to give you a task. At first the Wombles collected and recycled litter. It was a message that had resonance for me and still does.
Dear Michael,
I might have to look up the Wombles. Never heard of them. Cute story that left me wondering what happens to the human who hugs Rog.
I spent the better part of yesterday wrapping, packaging and posting so I feel you re the Holidays. A happy one to you, my friend.
Shalom,
Rochelle
The Wombles collected and recycled litter. As for Rog it is dependent on which Rog you get. Thanking you for your kind felicitations.
…He should go underground (as opposed to overground)…
Underground or overground the Wombles are ever present
I remember the Wombles from the TV. are Water Wombles your invention? I don’t remember them.
I am not sure, they may be an invention of mine, but I don’t think so. My first draft for this story had quite a different finish involving water. Then I radically changed the story but the Water Womble remained
I don’t remember there being any water on Wimbledon Common, but I never ventured up there often. I lived for a while in the unposh Haydon’s Road end.
Hi Jane, It seems that the Wombles have travelled far and wide and even taken up swimming.
They’d better not show their furry faces round here. They’d be declared vermin instantly.
Greeting Jane. I smiled and I smiled at your comment, then I trimmed my whiskers.
Oops 🙂 Wouldn’t want you being taken for a Womble, would we?
It perhaps might depend, for I am a great recycler of toy trains and tin cans At the present time I am trying to make a Tardis fly . Perhaps I have had to much Madeira wine.
If you’re looking for an assistant…
Wombies? I love the name, but I’m going to have to do some googling 🙂 Cute story.
Sorry to send you googling, the Womble stories carried a message about how society squanders things. The Wombles collected and recycled litter and had a fun time do it.
I love to learn about things I didn’t know of. Enjoyed re-reading your story once I understood Wombles 🙂
Had not heard about wombles but I can see it would be a shock to hug them
A shock indeed, yet they are fascinating creatures, who collected and recycled litter well before it was hip to do so.
My late husband always called me “Rog”.
That said, the Wombles seem to be a gentle sort, if not huggable…
Then Rog is a great name. I loved the theme behind the Wombles. Many wanted to hug them for they collected litter and recycled it.
Lovely!!
Water Wombles! Ha ha ha ha. Loved it. Such a ‘warm’ tale for the cold holiday season 🙂
It’s nice to hear how the Wombles (Water Division) are getting on these days 🙂
Thank you draliman, I understand that the head Womble is considering sending Wombles into orbit, to recycle space junk.
I don’t guess Wombles were popular in the US, or I just don’t remember them. I looked them up; they look cute and I am sure are full of adventure.
Hi Susan, I understand that the BBC messed up, so the Wombles did not make it to the states. Ever since childhood I have been interested in reusing and recycling. So the Wombles fitted in well with me. Hope that Christmas is kind to you. Mike
You have managed to export the Wombles state side single-handed! Next a story about sprouts? Have a lovely Christmas and I’m sure you’ll be recycling all that wrapping paper Womble-style!
Compliments of the season to you, for such a great comment. From Womble Mike
Nicely done Michael. Merry Christmas, see you on the other side
Compliments of the season to you Michael, I lift a glass of the finest port to you.
Thank you for introducing me to Water Wombles. I’m trying to imagine her masterpieces. It is a pity she is able to make them from what we don’t dispose of properly. I can see her shying away from those drunken hugs, and can’t blame her.
Compliments of the season to you Sarah Ann, this Womble is try to make a Tardis fly. Perhaps my family should tell me to leave the brandy sauce alone.
This is a cute story, Michael. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 2018. 🙂 — Suzanne
Thank you kind lady, I wish you all the best for this coming year.