Friday Fictioneers

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Doomton used to be a lively place. Shops, pubs, clubs, a church. But not now. There’s more life in the graveyard.

Butcher Bill’s down there. Died from eating contaminated meat along with several customers. Landlord Len from The Flying Fox got bashed on the head by a flying bar stool one night and called time for good. As for Naughty Ned the youth club leader, less said the better. When Father Fred got fed up with preaching to empty pews, he called it a day.

They’re flattening the place next week and building a new estate with a shop, pub, club and a church. Best of luck with that.

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goats_and_graves_3_randy_mazieBetter late than never! Thanks, Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Randy Mazie for the photo.

20 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers

  1. rochellewisoff December 28, 2018 / 16:27

    Dear Keith,

    A rather depressingly vicious cycle I’d say. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  2. draliman December 29, 2018 / 16:45

    It might be okay as long as they don’t have the same proprietors! They might want to change the name of the town, though…

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  3. plaridel December 29, 2018 / 23:15

    take it or leave it, i guess this is what’s referred to as the cycle of life.

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  4. Mike January 1, 2019 / 21:54

    And on it goes, it’s life they say.

    Liked by 1 person

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