Unpaired Words

A Solitary Boot. Eliot Hodgkin,1944. Eliot and his wife Mimi were in Southwold, England, when Eliot noticed the boot. After he finished drawing it, they went back to their car where a warden came rushing towards them. Little did the Hodgkins know, that the warden was looking for “two lunatics” walking on a mine field

Prefix or
Suffix reversed or
left off. They
have no in-,
no un-, no dis-, and no -less.
Orphaned, they amuse.

Ept and whelmed,
Gruntled, kempt, and couth.
Flappable,
Trepid, ert.
Corrigible and gainly,
Stinting and ruly.

But there’s more!
Effable, nocent,
Nocuous,
Pervious,
Pecunious, turbed, shevelled
And domitable.

And change the
Suffix! Reckful and
Ruthful and
Gormful while
Sensically scathed and bunked
Feckful and gusted.

Featured image: The snow plough came early this morning. Still snowing.

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    • If you are gruntled you must be happy. Happy that the tRump will finally be gone and we will be reft no more and instead we can be raught.

  • There should be a 'leave the pre-fix off' day each year. Good fun. I wonder where the mine field was in Southwold. I was there this summer. Came back with two shoes luckily.

    • My guess is that they laid mines on whatever looked like potential invasion landing sites. Aka beaches.

      And walking on a minefield would not be at all ruptive and the fear would be sipated.
      However, sounds like Hodgkin was quite combobulated and nerved by the experience.

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