Morpethroad

This week’s words: pistil [the female reproductive part of a flower. The pistil, centrally located, typically consists of a swollen base, the ovary, which contains the potential seeds, or ovules; a stalk, or style, arising from the ovary; and a pollen-receptive tip, the stigma, variously shaped and often sticky.] stamen [a stamen is a male reproductive organ of a flower. It produces the pollen. The stamen has two parts: the anther, and the stalk. The stalk is also called the filament.] arabesque skirt socket measure loop simmer granny knot [The granny knot is a binding knot, used to secure a rope or line around an object.] clutch reverse dawdle

It was the first ever international wordle competition, and from around the globe, wordlers had met to see how under competition they would fare.

The organiser Miss Pat was busily making a loop of the hall, feather duster in one hand, a stop watch in the other and around her neck and nestling happily in her abundant cleavage was her trusty dictionary and thesaurus.

Miss Pat was passionate about how the event should be conducted and at times when she uttered proclamations about rule changes and what have you she would strike the most arabesque of poses causing the attendees to clutch the table in front of them in expectation that she might at any minute topple over.

She handed out a last-minute instruction leaflet on which was written: “There is to be no smut, no innuendo, no lurid and lasciviousness in the responses.”

When the first wordle was revealed, the audience simmered for a moment as each brain in the room thought of a hundred-different lurid and lascivious things to say about ‘pistol’ and ‘stamen’.

“Sex is out?” the leader of the French team was heard to say.

“Is that all you think off?” fired back the left-handed girl on the English team. Thinking she had made the definitive statement she neatly pulled the hem of her skirt down and around the room teams muttered to themselves of the possible uses for ‘pistol’ and ‘stamen’.

The teams had ten minutes of discussion time before Miss Pat blew her whistle for the competition to begin. Teams had twenty minutes to write their responses once Miss Pat blew her whistle to signal the end there was no change to reverse anything that had been written.

There was no time to dawdle, time was of the essence, and most teams clutched at whatever thought streams they could muster to complete their task.

No time was allowed for toilet breaks, and every so often the call would go out that a ‘granny knot’ was needed on such and such a table. This brought smiles to the teams not burdened with the call of nature and was a measure of their organisation.

Miss Pat who was super organised had made sure before the event to secure each table and not allow any sabotage to occur and so had availed herself of a socket spanner to quickly come to the rescue of my team on a dodgy table.

Time flies when you are having fun, and before the teams knew it Miss Pat blew her whistle and the room erupted into an instantaneous post mortem.

Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/09/11/wordle-171/