Brick House – Fiction Friday – If Walls Could Talk

I am the brick house, stop laughing, I was built by one of the three little pigs. I have been sent to represent the straw and stick houses that are long gone. I don’t have much to say for myself except to remind you that a well built structure beats anything slapped together in a…… Continue reading Brick House – Fiction Friday – If Walls Could Talk

Fiction Friday – If Walls Could Talk – The House that Jack Built?

A picture book  was found in my walls during a renovation. As the story goes, I am the house that Jack built.   Now, I don’t want to cast doubt but I am not in the country side. My yard would hardly hold a cow but malt, a cat, a dog, sure, I can see…… Continue reading Fiction Friday – If Walls Could Talk – The House that Jack Built?