The
Slightly eccentric A to Z blogging adventure of unknown and rather unpopular
Modern fairy tales
2013
K King Kevin and
Kate the keeper of knowledge
King Kevin the king of the kingdom was a kind
king, a knowledgeable king
of all known things. His Knights were as keen as a kittiwake
with a kipper and kept King Kevin safe in his Khaki Kastle (sorry Castle), then one
day Ken the Knight and keeper of the royal ketch
(a small ship) moored on the Klondike
river announced he suffered from claustrophobia
AH damn that is not a K word, the Kat
said it was. He suffered from kakorrhaphiophobia
(a fear of failure) and from kenophobia
(a fear of empty spaces), ate crispy kingfishers
and wore a kilt and was also a
bit of a kill joy at
parties. King Kevin was confused the Knights
had never complained of aliments before and was slightly put out of kilter. So the king put on a kettle
of water to make tea, kicked the kat (sorry cat) and called Kate the keeper of knowledge
and kitchen knifes and asked her
to communicate to him with candour and calm using kyriolexy
(the use of literal expression) what he should do.
However
Kate the keeper of knowledge
and kitchen knifes said to the king, King Kevin that the constant use
of words starting in the letter K was
killing the tale so King Kevin
said OK and everyone ate kohlrabi
soup with ketchup, kelp, kippers, kebabs, Kale and then chased a kangaroo about for a while, then curled
up and had a kip (sleep)
Kricky that was a Kliff
Klanger (sorry hanger) I don’t think I
Kan do that again…….Phew.
Sorry that was a rubbish story I think I had a serious blank with K.
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I think you did really well, there were a few words I'd never heard of in that one! Very creative :)
ReplyDeleteYou are kind to call it creative I feel the word really should be chaotic....
DeleteThat was a killer story dude!
ReplyDeleteMany thanks Mr Flip it is good to see you returning to my humble blog, it is much appreciated.
DeleteWe keep our cans of candour and calm near the door. You might think the candour is from Canada and the calm from Colombia, but the opposite is true, they both are made of China.
ReplyDeleteWelcome Mr ESB I hope you are feeling a little better, you do sound much better in your typing. I would like a can of calm, I think calm in a can would sell like hot cakes. I am a bit concerned about the Columbian can of calm made of china, those Colombians do have a bit of a drug problem. Was the can made in china.
DeleteSorry I appear to have created questions and not answers
DeleteI am coming to yourescue: I discovered that claustrophobia in Turkish is a K word klostrofobi
ReplyDeleteQuestion: Would a kenkenophobia be a fear of Ken finding himself (or herself) in an empty space?
DeleteAh you are feeling your old self again Mr ESB, I am sure Mrs ESB and Cooper must be very happy.
DeleteAnd Ummmmmmm, Yes you are Klearly Korrect
Yes, I think I am, but someone at the diner tonight (yes, I am here twice today) confused me with someone who used to live here and frequent the diner long before I did. I need to write my blog post story about this mistaken identity. I finaLLy feel like writing something. I have a new Arduino computer coming soon, as I am ready to start playing with the first one dedicated to my business environment and security processes.
DeleteGood luck with that new Arduino Mr ESB
DeleteKudos on such a difficult letter. Although my tongue nearly fell out of my mouth, reading this one out loud. :)
ReplyDeleteK is a tricky letter and much harder that it might at fist appear, I learnt this last year and If I do this mad A to Z thing again next year I fear K will go Kaput. Reading these out aloud is a duty beyond the call so well done Miss Lily.
DeleteI have enjoyed this tales but hadnt commented much BUT how could I not comment on Kate the Keeper of Knowledge and Knives - must be my alter ego :D So glad you didnt mention the Karaoke King Kraken ;)
ReplyDeleteKaraoke King Kraken . . . . an awesome thought indeed maybe next year an A to Z of super hero tales. And thanks for continuing to follow my slightly quirky blog and indeed my slightly quirky followers whose comments are as important to the blog as me (well almost, but not quite).
DeleteKakorrhaphiophobia is a glorious word :D
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