Saturday 16 May 2015

The Ladies' Man...

My mate Sam gave me a beautiful old photo of a brass band.
As soon as I saw it, I knew that there were stories a- plenty, all waiting to be told about that band and their adventures.
This chap caught my eye immediately.
I'm pretty sure his name was Frederick, and he was the heart breaker, the charmer, the ladies' man.
As I was stitching him he told me all about his shenanigans, and before I knew it, there it was....
The old blanket label he is sat on used to say
'Guaranteed All Wool'
and now it reads
'Guaranteed All Woo'.
He's a one, that Frederick...

8 comments:

  1. Ah, Frederick. I bet his wife, Hazel, was always fed up with him coming home late smelling of perfume. But she adored him anyway and nursed him through his final days.

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    1. Aww thanks Val, I love your ending to the story x

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  2. Ha, isn't he just?! Handsome chap and a gorgeous little piece - I love your stories! xxx

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    1. Thank you so much Curtise, that is lovely of you to say x

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  3. Oh Frederick! All woo indeed. I am very taken with him indeed.
    xx

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    1. He does have a cheeky glint in his eye doesn't he! X

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  4. Great piece and story, clever you to leave us to create our own endings.

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    1. Thanks Kerrie, hope you gave it a happy ending! X

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