Short stories featuring musical instruments and those who play them!
I know a guy who plays rock guitar. His name is Stuart but he calls himself Styler. That’s because his hero is Steven Tyler, but whereas the Aerosmith frontman plays stadiums, Stuart does his shrieking and strumming in back street boozers. He’s tried to get the look right. You know the kind of thing, wild hair, baggy shirts, and skinny jeans.
I was walking down a backstreet the other afternoon. It was very blustery. Stuart – sorry, Styler came strolling towards me leaning into the wind, one hand on his head.
“Hi Sty!’ said I.
I went to bump elbows the way we have to these days, and as he took his hand from his head, his mass of hair suddenly blew off and went tumbling down the street! I turned to see where it was heading (pardon the pun!) and saw it rushing back towards us with four little legs poking out the bottom! Just behind, an old fellow was tottering along yelling “Tinkerbelle, heel girl”
I don’t know what was funnier! Styler’s expression, his never-before-seen shiny bald head, the hapless dog owner, or the animated wig. Styler shot off in pursuit of his crowning glory.
I haven’t seen him since. I wonder if he got it back!
2020 – Stories featuring obsolete words – G
2019 – Stories for children – G
2018 – My Friend Rosey – G
2017 – The village of Amble Bay – G
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