Ham Sandwich

She takes another bite of her ham sandwich before realising that it might seem inappropriate and could offend. Trying to swallow it discreetly a lump sticks to the side of her throat and makes her choke. There is a splutter of an apology as a soggy mass of bread and ham flies from her mouth and lands at the hosts feet.

They snort in disapproval, looking from the congealed sandwich remains to her blushing face, and then back again.

She moves forwards; attempting to pick it up before they realise the choice of filling, but it's too late and no amount of apology will make it right.

'How dare you?!' He squeals in a rage, 'Get out of my pen!' With that, the pig turns around and trots back into his sty.

Hanging her head in shame, she is left alone to realise that this means the loss of yet another friend.

First steps

On the long, long road towards (hopefully) getting some of my work published, I thought that starting a blog might be a good idea.

I plan to fill this space with worlds and characters which I create.

At the moment I am writing a collection of flash fiction stories based around the names of ice cream flavours, which I also make up.

Sometimes they're also based on sandwiches.