Tag Archives: Grimace Street

Tale Weaver – #243 – For Sale – 3rd October.- The Grimace Street Sale

Posted on October 3, 2019 by Michael

  Miss Marble at 46 Grimace Street had been convinced by her neighbour and good friend, Mansur Stigglefod, to run a garage sale for the occupants of Grimace Street. Miss Marble was not all that keen initially but Mansur explained … Continue reading →

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Tale Weaver – #204 – All Things Bright and Beautiful – 3th January 2019

Posted on January 3, 2019 by Michael

Being the person she was Miss Marble, witch, of 46 Grimace Street, didn’t spend much time reflecting on the previous year or on the coming one. If she did, she’d find herself engrossed in the notion that having lived a … Continue reading →

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Tale Weaver – #168 – April 26th – The Every day on Grimace Street

Posted on April 26, 2018 by Michael

Image © Mara Eastern (Used with permission)   It was garbage night on Grimace Street, and all the bins were lined up in front of their respective houses in anticipation of being emptied the next morning. Miss Marble, of 46 … Continue reading →

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Tale Weaver No 114 – April 6 – Taste – Myrtle Turtledove

Posted on April 6, 2017 by Michael

“It’s all a matter of taste,” said Miss Marble to her friend and neighbour Myrtle Turtledove. “A potion is not a potion unless it has some pizzazz about it and that’s always in the taste. Are you listening to me … Continue reading →

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Wordle #141 “February 6th, 2017” – Cactorum Juice

Posted on February 6, 2017 by Michael

This Week’s words: Escape Exulansis (n. the tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it—whether through envy or pity or simple foreignness—which allows it to drift away from the rest … Continue reading →

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