Running Shoo – Episode 90

We avoid the field because we can take a hint. The beasties seem to have run off, but I think it’s best not to tempt Fate, who in my experience has no willpower. We follow the well-trodden path around the huge golden wheatfield, keeping a nervous eye on the stalks in case the little monstersContinue reading “Running Shoo – Episode 90”

Running Shoo – Episode 89

So, tip for the top: When being attacked by furry, eight-eyed, dog-headed, lobster creatures and you’re armed with a terrifyingly sharp spear, it’s best to swing at them and pull it back towards you at the end at the end of the swing. This allows for a closer jab-jab-jab action if you miss which discouragesContinue reading “Running Shoo – Episode 89”

Running Shoo – Episode 88

A town! I’m almost giddy with relief. Days of continuously hiking uphill, living off a dwindling supply of fruit, and nights camping with the endlessly gassy Nom have taken their toll and left me frayed, to say the least. I’m twitchy. Plus, you’ve never known indignity until you’ve been forced to try to poo inContinue reading “Running Shoo – Episode 88”

Running Shoo – Episode 87

I’m not going to win any prizes for my archery that’s for sure. After a morning and an afternoon of practice however, I could get the bolts to go approximately where I wanted. There’s a knack to it. As long as I took the time to put Queenie (my beautiful black wood crossbow) against myContinue reading “Running Shoo – Episode 87”

Running Shoo – Episode 86

Before, when there was snow everywhere and the sky was an oppressive grey, the landscape sucked up all your attention. It didn’t do much, but it made you look at it. Now that the snow’s melting and the landscape is arguably more interesting, with flowers and plants popping up everywhere, the sky seems huge, unignorable.Continue reading “Running Shoo – Episode 86”

Running Shoo – Episode 85

I awake to an irregular plink-plink-plop sound of dripping water. My face is squished against something solid. Slightly slimy. It smells of earth and mould. I open my eyes, pre-cringing for something nasty, but only see wood close-up. Why is my face pressed up against wood? And where is…  “Nom?” I say, groggily. There’s noContinue reading “Running Shoo – Episode 85”

84 – The Running Shoo Xmas Special

The Running Shoo Xmas Special (with apologies to poetry fans everywhere) – Twas the night before last and all through the igloo Not a creature was stirring not even young Shoo Little Nom was asleep and hideously snoring While outside daggers of ice were still pouring – When out in the snow there arose suchContinue reading “84 – The Running Shoo Xmas Special”

Running Shoo – Episode 83

I now have about eight different words/phrases for snow. And counting. The more of it I see, the more subtle variations I detect. They are as follows: Snow. Ludicrous piles of icy white bastardry. Um… Actually, the rest are unrepeatable, sorry. It’s kind of unfair, in that snow has ruined snow for me. I alwaysContinue reading “Running Shoo – Episode 83”

Running Shoo – Episode 82

Have you ever tried explaining a spaceship to someone who has: Never heard of space Never seen a ship, and Never seen any vehicle apart from a donkey-pulled minecart? I’m not gonna lie – it’s tricky. After multiple failed attempts to get the concept across, I finally manage to get Nom to understand by describingContinue reading “Running Shoo – Episode 82”

Running Shoo – Episode 81

It’s pretty tense as we walk out of town. Behind us, we can hear the commotion as people attend to the ponytail guy with the speared shin. Everyone we pass glares at us now with undisguised loathing. They can’t know what’s going on back there, but they have the nerve to assume it’s something toContinue reading “Running Shoo – Episode 81”

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