One hundred and fifty words…

for Sunday Photo Fiction

 

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I was talking to Fred Dobson the other afternoon. You remember Fred; he used to sit at one of those picnic tables in the park and fed the pigeons. Do you recall how they all fluttered down whenever he arrived?

Fred was reminiscing about the characters he knew in the village. I’m sure he had a soft spot for Maisie Riley although he never said as much. And she for him by all accounts. He asked me to give her his regards should I bump into her. I didn’t have the heart to tell him she passed away last week.

Fred asked me how his precious dog was doing in his new home. I told him Rastus still pines for him.

So should you ever see me sitting alone at one of those picnic tables in the park surrounded by pigeons, I’m not talking to myself. Am I Fred?

 

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Sunday Photo Fiction is hosted by Susan Spaulding who also provided this week’s picture.  

Prod the frog to see other’s stories!

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Tomorrow sees the start of the annual A-Z Challenge when I’ll be joining a host of other bloggers and posting a piece a day based on a letter of the alphabet. We get Sundays off, so I should still be able to turn up to Sunday Photo Fiction!

This year my series is entitled ‘Once upon a Time’ and will comprise stories for and about children. I’ll be kicking off with a tale called –

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14 thoughts on “One hundred and fifty words…

  1. hilarymb March 31, 2019 / 16:25

    Prod the frog … I should do that … wonderful story about Fred – good for you … cheers Hilary

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Mike April 2, 2019 / 17:33

    Sad and memorable, time steals everything but memories.

    Like

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