This challenge is produced by GirlieOnTheEdge with the following simple rules:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word – CONFETTI
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Boiling a Frog
Walking on the beach at Medville in a fierce, bitingly cold March easterly wind, I see a gentleman of a certain age (read ‘old’), clad only in a budgie-smuggler bathing costume, ambling serenely into the Mediterranean surf, which itself might best be described as agitato (or perhaps agitata as, in Italian, surf translates as schiuma, which is a feminine noun).
Now, I am aware that the water is pretty fresh (read ‘bliddy Baltic’), as I have in the past week ceased my paddling, a favoured winter pastime of mine which raises much curiosity and, indeed, eyebrows among the Provençals.
I ponder the natator, wondering which of the only three feasible approaches that I consider likely to enable someone to bathe in such inclement conditions apply here.
The most probable answer, I think, is that he performs his aquatics on a daily basis, throughout the year, so that his body adjusts ever so gradually to the changing temperature, thus ensuring no sudden shock to his ageing anatomy.
The other possibilities are that a) he is a Scot, and therefore genetically engineered to survive the Arctic conditions found in his (and my) homeland where, even in May, snow can often be seen drifting confetti-like from heavy grey skies or indeed crashing in icy fragments into ungritted teeth, or b) crazy.
These last two are in no way mutually exclusive.