It's Wednesday so it must be time for Friday Fictioneers! This week's picture comes to us courtesy of Ted Strutz.
I was hanging on for dear life as the swing carousel whirled around sending me into a dizzy state – dizzier than normal if that is possible!
Then off flew my shoe which ricocheted off some poor kids push-chair causing her to scream like a banshee, then cleared a shelf of the ‘keep-everything-you-knock-over’ stall.
“Result” I yelled thinking I’d just scooped the jackpot!
Once my semi-shod feet were back on terra-firma I giddily zig-zagged my way to the stall to claim my prizes.
Sadly, the stallholder didn’t share my euphoria, and all he gave me was my shoe and few rude words!
(I do write nonsense sometimes don't I ?)