Sunday Photo Fiction




Blue cap and shirt, black backpack.

Target spotted guv.

He’s weaving through the crowd, now shift.

It’s so bloody crowded.

He’s at passport control, get a move on.

I’m trying guv.

Well, try harder man.

Almost there guv

He’s through, push past the queue, move move move.

Officer checking my security pass guv, taking his time,

Tell him to get a move on, hurry for god’s sake.

I’m through. Lost contact.

What? What’s the matter with you?

Too many people guv. Where’s he headed?

Gates sixteen to twenty-two, no, changed direction,  nine to fifteen. Shift your ass man.

Eyeball. Got eyeball. Ten, eleven, twelve…gate twelve.

They’re boarding, scoot.

There he is.

Well, grab him, now!

Excuse me sir you left these in the bar.

What? Those sunglasses? No they’re not mine. They were on the table when I got there.

Sorry to trouble you sir, have a good flight.






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20 thoughts on “Sunday Photo Fiction”

      1. Never found it. When I noticed it was gone I rushed back to the restaurant but they said they didn’t find it. My flight was getting ready to leave so I didn’t have time to argue. It was a difficult week to be sure.

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  1. Hey, Keith, I see you used the word “guv” in your story. Is it in common use in England now?

    I’m formatting a book for a man who grew up in the Midlands circa 1960 and we’re wondering about some idioms and slang. I’ve seen them in books, but are they in common use now? Like “Corker.” He’s never heard it. “Knave! Let’s take a gander. A bird alights…” Were these totally unheard of over there in the 60s to 80s era? If you have a minute I’d appreciate your wisdom here.

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    1. Guv is commonly used throughout the Uk when addressing one’s boss, particularly so by the Police. I live on the South coast, so Midlands slang is something I know little about. Here, our slang terms tend to be based on East London and Cockney terminology. Birmingham is the hub of the Midlands, and it’s people are commonly known as Brummies. “Ey up mi duck” is their equivalent of hello! That’s about the extent of my knowledge. You might like to take a look at this site


      1. Thanks for that link. For me it’s a quandary; wanting to help him make a book that can be sold anywhere, about teen boys, which means there will be some local dialect slang — which I don’t know.
        The name of his city was Rawtenstall, in Rossendale Valley, Lancashire. It’s 17.4 miles from Manchester, according to Wikki.
        Cockney dialect probably caught on well, since it’s so colourful. 🙂

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