Photo: Copyright Jane Hewitt
Wayne Winton, President of the Oxton Wetland Trust, mumbled a few forgettable words about the new Country Park, before unveiling a small brass plaque. The muted round of applause turned to gasps, when a splash from the lake behind him revealed an unintended guest of honour.
The rising pair of battered wellies could only belong to fellow trustee Wellard Wood, who had last been seen clearing the lake, three days earlier.
Ever the diplomat, President Winton didn’t miss a beat.
“Wellard worked so hard to get this place up and running. It’s only fitting that he should join us today!”
This is my contribution to the 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups – Week #112, hosted over at Julia’s Place. Please click the link for more details and to view the other stories.
6 thoughts on “Welly Wood!”
Hahaha, love those “few unforgettable words”. Nice!
Nice alliteration on the names! 🙂
Thanks. Wellard Wood was a last minute change. I just liked the sound of it, and he could be called “Welly”!
Hahaha. Very nice! I enjoyed this.
Wellard deserved to be there 🙂
He certainly did! It’s one way to make an entrance.