Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in the picture (below).
This week’s prompt, again by the man himself, made me think of Coronation Street, a television program my mother used to watch.
Cool shot, Al.
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Green Green Grass of Home
The old home town looks the same as I step down from the train…
That song – I think Tom Jones sang it – makes it sound like a good thing.
But to me this place was a dump twenty years ago, and it’s a dump now.
I swore I wouldn’t be back, but you know what they say, never say never.
It’ll just be a flying visit.
I have to see an old school chum.
Noddy, we called him.
Because he seemed to agree with everyone, go along with every suggestion.
That was a front.
He was a liar, a thief and a nasty piece of work.
And he could fight.
I was his closest friend, but I was always wary.
He was hard, I did not want to mix it with him.
But I am looking forward to seeing him again.
He has been very successful, runs every illegal activity in town.
So he has enemies.
I work for one of them.
It will be a short meeting.
Then I’ll be gone again, this time definitely never to return.
He will stay here.
… neath the green, green grass of home.