100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups – Week #43

The Match

….the flame flickered before….

Long before we started to save the planet; and trying not to sound like an old Monty Python joke, my mother was a dab hand at using a single match economically.  This was not possible without her womanly skills as multitasker. She could light the fire and the Aladdin Mantle Lamp and return its glass cover in the sitting room. Then, ignite the primus stove in the kitchen, returning to the fireside where my father would be listening to the weather forecast on the radio, to light his cigarette as the flame flickered before it went out.