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Aesthetically, Brooks can define extraordinary fields. Given his ingenuity, John knew leather materials, not only phenomenally quiescent, redoubtable saddles. The uninformed view whispered “Xanthophyll, you Zombie!”
What does this have to do with a Brooks competition? Read on fair bicycle user…
Freshly back from a visit to the Brooks factory in Smethwick, and laden down with all manner of paraphernalia pertaining to the world’s oldest and finest bike saddle company, we have decided once again to put some stamps on a parcel, and let the People decide whose address should be added to it.
It’s Competition Time again!
Behold the 2011 John Brooks A to Z Brainathon!
Compose something of 26 words’ length. It can be a poem (doesn’t have to rhyme), a sentence, a series of sentences, anything at all. Punctuate, italicize and bracket as your heart desires. The only rule is, the first word of your composition should begin with the letter A, its second with the letter B, its third… you follow. Of course, that means we might in fact have 26 rules.
Wait a second, 27. The winner will also have somehow alluded to the majesty of the world’s finest leather cycling saddles along the way.
Hold on, 28. A maximum of three Proper nouns.
All sounds fairly straightforward; will anyone be emulating Ken Wolfe or Anwar Rahim? We doubt it. This one has quality, not quantity, written all over it. Which isn’t to criticize the two gentlemen’s literary abilities, of course! Merely to say that anyone who can come up with fifty of these possibly has too much time on their hands.
Our opening paragraph today is an example of one bad, meaningless road you could go down. It does meet minimum requirements, though. We will naturally be expecting much more imaginative stuff on the podium.
Oh, and don’t bother looking for free software that churns them out. There isn’t any ha ha!
Honorable mentions in our occasional round-ups for anybody who impresses.
All entries to be received in our Comment Section below!
Prizes, as always, very special.
…And Brian called! Designing electric fishbowls gives him irreversible jaundice. Keeps looking my number over. Perhaps quietly reach Smethwick to undo Vincent’s wicked xenophobia yesterday? Zebra.
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