Forgot to post this yesterday! However, the prompt was to think of 1010 uses for an object. There was a list to choose from and I selected an old ironing board. Here's what I came up with in five minutes.
101 uses for ... an old ironing board
Ripping the torn cover from the rusted frame of the ironing board he tipped it over and stood back, hands on hips, brows knitted.
'I think it'll stay up. We could use some rope to tie it to the trees. Then chuck the canvas over it.'
Timmy stomped over to the bushes, knelt down and pulled the orange rope from its hising place. It was tangle and took ages to unknot. The nylon fibres bit into Jemma's jands and bought tears to her eyes. She wanted to stop but didn't want to look weak in Timmy's eyes. He rarely played with her these days, preferring cricket or canoeing with his school friends.
They tied the ironing board securl between the trees and struggled to drape the old tent canvas across the framework. Finally, they stood in silence, admiring their hard work. A sturdy tented structure, a shelter from the weather, a den for the summer. Timmy nodded, put and arm around Jemma and pulled his kid sister into his side.
'Not bad for a girl,' he grinned.
Ooh this is fab. Well done x
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