The sky heaved and he had to grip the edge of the .... no that can’t be right, skies don't heave, and unless he was out of practice it wasn’t the drink, this was a ‘tasting experience’ after all, and a bloody cheapskate one at that, unless it was the bloke behind the bar who was pocketing the difference.   He checked his watch, silver strap bright - and still too tight - against his skin, the drab mushroom of his sleeve reminding him he had to return home to change before going to work.   Still twelve hours to go, not that he’d drink up to the eight because he could seen the sense of not, even when it was only himself he was piloting, but one more wouldn’t hurt.   He signalled to the barman, wondering why it was the floor now heaving, took a grip of the table edge but that heaved too  ... next time he opened his eyes it was to a sterile white room and where the watch had been was a tight-wrapped cream crepe bandage.  

On Location (Monday)  a winery

Take It Away (Tuesday) The (fill in the blank) heaved and he/she had to....

Words, Inc. (Wednesday)  practice pilot pocket

Plot Thickens (Thursday)  a sudden illness

One Word/Sentence Two (Friday) In the second sentence include the following word: mushroom

Canvas (Saturday)