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FF – Pushed Too Far

July 21, 2021 34 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Na’ama Yehuda.

Copyright Na’ama Yehuda

He’d found the bauble in a bin. Not the meal he’d hoped for, but still… looked nice over his sleeping bag.

The sharp crack of an air rifle woke him. Around him lay his shattered bauble. A lad – no more than twenty – stood, laughing.

“Alright, grandpa!”

The lad lifted the air rifle and shot again, again. The snow spurted to the left, the right.

“Run, useless tramp!”

He fumbled in his bag, retrieved a souvenir from a long forgotten war, and blew the lad’s brains out. They looked kinda pretty in the snow.

No respect. Sometimes he wished he’d died in the Gulf.

Sharing My World 12-07-2021

July 18, 2021 12 comments

Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.

What would be much better if you could just change the colour of it?
I don’t think that changing the colour of things is going to make them better. Things are usually just the right colour.

Do You Think Cats Have Any Regrets?
Cats? Regrets? No.

Well, I’m sure they regret the fact that they’re too small to take over the world as yet. You can see it in their little eyes when they look at you. They’re thinking about all the things they’ll make you do when you’re their slave. Like constantly fetching tuna and scratching their fluffy little tummies while they’re planning their next move.

Do you ever count your steps when you walk?
No. I count lots of things but not steps.

Is there a supreme power?
I’m sure that somewhere in the universe there’s a power that’s more supreme than us.

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FF – Poisoned Air

July 14, 2021 64 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by J Hardy Carroll.

Copyright J Hardy Carroll

He watched as the fields raced past. Plenty of greenery, that had recovered quite nicely. But no people. No birds. No animals. Only plants.

This wasn’t life. Sitting at the carriage window every day, watching the remains of the world rush by.

The Train. A blessing or a curse?

He walked to one of the Termination Cubicles. Tapping in the required codes, he accepted the warning and the external window opened.

In seconds he was dead, the poisoned air searing his lungs. Once the air was recycled, he would be too. Nothing wasted.

Maybe one day people might survive outside again.


Sharing My World 05-07-2021

July 11, 2021 19 comments

Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.

Is there inherent order in nature or is it all chaos and chance?
Nature’s just stuff running around out of control all over the place. And plants? Don’t get me started on plants. I try to bring order to my little garden and the next week it’s a weed party. Chaos.

What is infinity?
Think of a number. The biggest number that can possibly ever exist in the entire universe. In fact it’s so big that if you wrote it down it would need a piece of paper as big as the entire universe.

Now add 1. Keep adding 1. No matter how big the number, you can always add another 1.

Infinity is bigger.

Does observation alter an event?
According to quantum physics, yes. From a classical viewpoint, no. From a human viewpoint people often act differently when they know they’re being observed. Tummy in, straighten back, exude an air of confidence…

Do you like balloons?
Huh? Philosophy, theoretical maths, quantum physics and suddenly a question about balloons? I’m afraid my brain has been sent into a higher gear by the first three questions and I am unable to contemplate balloons at this time 😦

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FF – Tree Man

July 7, 2021 59 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Sandra Crook.

In the following story, names have been changed to protect any real (or imagined) businesses who may or may not be good/bad/indifferent to the environment 🙂

Copyright Sandra Crook

Tired, the man sat on the trunk, not noticing the peeling bark, the mottling on the wood. The stump was diseased.

Spores penetrated his skin. His arms, his legs, his whole body was growing bark, leaves!

He was becoming… Tree Man!

He would become an eco-warrior without equal!

“What happened Dad, what happened?”

“Well, son, just as he began his eco-campaign someone chopped him down to build a MacDoonald’s.”

“Aw, Daaaadddd!”

“Go to sleep, son. And remember my words.”

Years later, the son became one of the world’s premier climate change campaigners. Until someone unfortunately bulldozed him over to build a Burrgerr King.

Sharing My World 28-06-2021

July 4, 2021 16 comments

Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.

What do you think of the idea of the ‘greater good’ principle?
I’m all for it. I’m a big fan of the Greater Good.

My overriding principle is to do everything for the Greater Good of Me. Because the Greater Good of Me is for the Greater Good of everyone, and as soon as I’m crowned High King of Earth, everyone will realise that.

I have written to world leaders and the United Nations on this matter, but am still awaiting a response.

Do you enjoy riding a roller coaster or other amusement park type ride?
Nope. In no way whatsoever. I’ll keep my feet firmly on the ground. I’ll satisfy myself with some street food below. Though that might be more dangerous than the roller coaster.

Which musical instrument is the most annoying to you personally?
The deadly triangle. A whole beautiful song, ruined at the end by a sudden “ding”. Ding ding ding DING. My dreams, plagued by flying triangles of doom, always DING DING DING. Make it stop 😦

Would you rather have a vivid imagination or a photographic memory if you had to choose just one?
The imagination. The other one is just copying other stuff you’ve seen. It’s all very well being able to reproduce the entire works of Shakespeare from memory, but so can a photocopier.

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FF – Dedication to Duty

July 1, 2021 44 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Russell Gayer.

I couldn’t really think of a story but I didn’t want to miss a week.

Copyright Russell Gayer

“Send in the report, Haversham.”

“But there’s nothing to report, Sarge. Can’t we go home?”

“We were told to conduct surveillance on this area, Haversham. That’s what we’ll do.”

“It seems like we’ve been here forever. I’m sure there used to be more cars and people and less forest outside when we started.”

“Ours not to reason why.”

“I never used to be this old. And look at Ken. He’s all skin and bone. Well, mostly bone. I think they’ve forgotten we’re here.”

“We do our duty, Haversham. We’ve got movement. ‘Squirrel in tree 90 metres north of location.’ Note it down, man, note it down!”

Sharing My World 21-06-2021

June 27, 2021 9 comments

Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.

What’s one question you wish more people asked you?
“Would you like to become Lord-Master of the World? The job comes with a huge mansion in every country, a shed-load of cash and no obligation to do any work whatsoever.”

Do you like eggs? What’s your favourite way to have them served? (Optional obviously, I know there are egg dislikers in the crowd).
Mmm, eggs. I generally fry them, make an omelette or scramble them. If they get close (or over) their use-by date (and provided they pass the float test) I hard boil them.

You can’t go wrong with a nice egg.

Thoughts on scary movies? (not horror necessarily, but suspense or action/thrillers)
I’m not so keen on suspense, but action/thrillers are cool. And the more gore, blood and exploding heads the better. If a film is gory enough, it becomes unreal and is just hilariously funny instead.

Do you believe in Karma?
No. How many nasty people are there running around the place experiencing no consequences whatsoever? And no matter how hard I try to help karma along by concentrating really hard, their heads stubbornly refuse to explode.

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FF – One to Doomsday

June 23, 2021 47 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Brenda Cox.

Copyright Brenda Cox

It happened overnight.

There was no wind. No storm. No vandalism.

Two of the three trees simply fell down. Ripped out by the roots.

Once upon a time (as all good fairy tales begin) they called these ‘The Peace Trees’.

‘As long as the three stand, the future is assured,’ so the story goes. Or words to that effect.

Two down, one to go.

One minute to doomsday?

But the old stories are gone and no-one even suspects. Except maybe old Granny Wilkins. She has “the sight”, they say.

But no-one ever believes her.

Until it’s too late.

Sharing My World 14-06-2021

June 20, 2021 18 comments

Here is my post for Share Your World, hosted by Melanie.

What did you learn the hard way?
Not to learn things the hard way. I like to learn things the easy way. The hard way’s too hard.

Which activities make you lose track of time?
The frantic activity of looking for my watch after I’ve somehow misplaced it. I have no idea what the time is.

Why do we seem to think of others the most after they’re gone?
‘Cos that’s when you realise they owed you a tenner. And you spend the next five years contesting the will trying to get your beer money back.

Is it possible to know the truth without challenging it first?
Of course! Not. Or maybe. Possibly.



I can’t decide.

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