Write about the day you ignored the ‘KEEP OUT’ sign.
The paddock was deserted. The dare was to run to the other side.
We looked again making sure the farmer was not in sight.
Over the rails and I set off.
Three steps told me why the sign, bindi eye.
Every step was torture.
I retreated. My friend laughing his head off.
Written for: http://sachablack.co.uk/2017/10/04/writespiration-135-52-weeks-in-52-words-week-40/
Morpethroad 
Excellent, Michael.
Thanks so much Robbie.
I love this idea of 52 words and you told a good story. my powers of deduction tell me you’re from down-under. (No-one in London would ever use this word 🙂 ) I had to google bindi eye to appreciate your story 🙂 – good one.
You guess it Vivian….where its Thursday afternoon 5pm..
Wow- the wonders of the universe 🙂 It’s 8am- but i’ve got a day off, so will re-visit your blog later on today. Take care!
Aah the age-old Summertime dance for generations of Aussie kids 😀
Yep and if I did a decent job on my lawn chances are there won’t be much dancing here…
Ha! The old “Bin-die” 🙂
I never bothered about it until we had a dog come to stay.