The town of Myzzpelt was unique. Populated by very energetic, enthusiast and enterprising folk the town thrived despite the very obvious issue with spelling.
Gorge and Vi ran the servis and repas shop fixing anything broken.
On the side, they sold mangers not that there was a great call for them, but as they said it was ‘beest to bee prepeared, you never knew when won mite be requirtied.’
We stopped in at the caphee for a coffe and enjoyed muphphins and salad samwiches.
My aged companion borght a few unec artefacs, a door flop and a blu rubber mallet.
Written for: https://bikurgurl.com/2019/09/18/100-word-wednesday-week-138/
Maybe the blue rubber mallet can be used to hammer in new signs and replace those myzzpelt 😀
And take away the towns identity? Heaven forbid!!!
Lol! Hilarious story. Very ingenious.
Thanks so much Sadje seemed a reasonable way to go.
You’re welcome Michael.
There is a familiarity in this town of Myzzpelt. What could it be? Ah yes, my daughter’s writing. She’s dyslectic.
Maybe the whole town is?
The work of a dyslectic?
Stranger things have happened. Not sure where but possibly 😄
Interesting take on the image!! Cyranny took this image in Denmark, perhaps that accounts for the spelling? 😉 Thank you so much for joining us again this week ❤