My aged companion, Crisp, remembered a morning when her Uncle Joe came bursting into the kitchen as her dad was eating his breakfast.
Her dad loved his breakfast and hated being interrupted. Whatever the reason for the disturbance it had best be a good one.
The well in the south paddock had run dry was what Joe blurted out. It was a well that always had water even through the worst of the droughts.
Her dad uttered a few expletives grabbed his hat and followed Joe out the door.
Several hours later her dad returned looking worse than when he’d left his half eaten bacon and eggs. She heard her dad say Joe was a fool, that someone had turned off the valve that fed the well and if Joe wasn’t family he’d be out on his arse.
“Funny what you think of isn’t it,” said Crisp as they journeyed on.
Written for: https://crispinakemp.com/2020/07/08/crimsons-creative-challenge-87/
Morpethroad 
It is strange, the memories that come to mind
Haha, I like how Crisp thinks.
Thanks Sadje.
You’re welcome Michael
Funny how the memory works, indeed.
An enjoyable romp, Michael!
(by the way, I think you wanted valve and not value 😉 )
Thanks Dale for the edit, that’s what happens when you write these things when I should be sleeping. Have a good day.
😉
Have a good one, you too!
I understand just how Crisp’s father felt. I had a new bathroom sink put in a couple of years ago and after turning the water back on, all I had was cold water. Three months later it was discovered only the cold water valve had been switched on for the mixer tap. 😮
Ha I bet happens often