FF – Rucksack
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Roger Bultot.
Bit of a rushed one this week. Very busy day, and the photo didn’t immediately bring anything to mind except our current rather deserted cities.

Copyright Roger Bultot
Ben laughed in delight. The view was magnificent! Above, the aircraft was just a smudge against the clouds; below, the city rushed towards him. He fancied he could already see people, tiny little dots, scurrying about their lives.
All around he saw his friends deploy their parachutes. He grinned. What a great idea this skydiving was! He pulled the cord. A flap opened and his lunch fell out.
Well, that was just bloody typical. Trust him to pick up his rucksack instead of his parachute. What an idiot!
Ah well, live and learn. Well, not in this case, maybe.
SPLAT
FF – Chasing Rainbows
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Jeff Arnold.
Guess who forgot what day it was? Me! That’s why I’m a day later than usual.

Copyright Jeff Arnold
Always chasing the rainbow. That was Sebastian. Never standing still. Never appreciating the “now”.
Margie couldn’t stand it any longer. She needed stability.
She made a deal.
Sealed in blood.
With a Leprechaun.
Okay, sealed in shamrock. Puréed. With a nice Chianti.
Next day Sebastian chased a rainbow and never came back.
Possibly he’s still chasing it.
The Leprechaun’s due back next week to extract his price.
Who could be sacrificed to satisfy his bloodlust? Not Margie, that’s for sure.
Her sister-in-law’s really been pissing her off lately…
FF – Welcome Visitor
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Douglas M. MacIlroy.

Copyright Douglas M. MacIlroy
“Oh, man, I’m not sure how much longer I can stay cooped up in…”
“Shh! Look!”
“Wow, a little bird! Shh, don’t scare him.”
“He’s just going about his business. Doesn’t know about the problems of humans.”
“Let’s get a little closer!”
“Yes!”
“Able still to explore the world while we’re isolating.”
“Amazing, huh? Look at his beautiful feathers!”
“Yep. Aw, during all this and then this amazing thing happens. Takes your breath away.”
“It does. Now, carefully…”
Click. BANG! Squaaaaawk. Thud.
“We may be out of toilet paper, but we’ll eat well tonight! Roast budgie, sparrow, whatever!”
“Magic!”
FF – Not So Modern Tech
Here is my contribution for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Jeff Arnold.

Copyright Jeff Arnold
“Wow, amazing! Feel those keys! What is it?”
“Ahem. A typewriter, Sir.”
“I see, yes! It writes as you type. Ingenious! Magnificent! A work of art!”
“Would Sir wish to purchase?”
“Of course! How do you connect the WiFi?”
“WiFi, Sir? WIFI? It has no WiFi!”
“What, now? No WiFi? What a stinking pile of crap!”
“Your language, Sir, forces me to eject your presence. I shall take a Polaroid of your aspect for our ‘banned’ wall.”
Click! Bzzzz. Whirrr.
“Oh, wow! A photo came out, ready made! Magnificent! I want one! I assume it Bluetooths to my Instagram?”
“GET OUT!”
FF – Ramblings from the Pub Part 3 – No Big Thing
Here is my contribution to Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by J Hardy Carroll.

Copyright J Hardy Carroll
“I say, what spiffing advertising! Look, darling! A car atop a plinth!”
“My, yes! Let’s go inside. I say, you, scruffy unkempt local person, where’s the door?”
“Up thar. In th’ car.”
“What ho, that’s pretty rum! Let’s fetch a ladder! What fun! Thanks, aged country bumpkin!”
“Jed, wha’re them city folks a-doin wi’ that thar ladder?”
“I tol’ ‘em the diner were up thar.”
“In th’ car?”
“Arr.”
“Dumb townies. Look, it’s-a startin’ ta fall unner the weight.”
Crump!
“Two less city folks, ah reckon.”
“Arr. No bad thing.”
“No bad thing.”
“Pint?
“Arr.”

















