Green Green Grass of Home – Sunday Photo Fiction

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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Click here to hear the author read his words:

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
neath the green, green grass of home.

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32 Responses to Green Green Grass of Home – Sunday Photo Fiction

  1. Rock Nroll says:

    I remember when Tom Jones sang this song…



  2. Revenge is a dish best served cold. I think he deserves everything coming his way if he has done over his friends like that.

    Good story CE.


  3. At first, I saw that the narrator was going to kill Noddy, but upon reading other comments, I began to think perhaps it wouldn’t go according to plan and it would be Noddy coming out alive.


  4. Now I’m starting to feel sorry for Noddy. Having someone who was your closest friend come back to kill you is rough. I guess that old saying “no honor among thieves” is true in this case. It sounds like a Scottish mafia. Good writing, C.E. 😦 — Suzanne


  5. michael1148humphris says:

    I also sense trouble; perhaps Noddy is not the only one to die. They may both end up laying under the green green grass of home.


  6. mandibelle16 says:

    He works for the enemy, I don’t think he should’ve gone home or becomd involved with Noddy, but this seems to have advanced his ‘assassins career’. Neither man can be trusted at all. Not even with old friends, if either man would call each other a Friend? I liked how here upon reading it that, the first time it sounds like Noddy is going to kill the narrator, but upon reading it again, we know the narrator will be killing Noddy. But perhaps that’s up to chance? It seems as if neither man would underestimate the other in their Line work? Liked reading a piece of yours like this agsin. I missed them. Extra hugs for this and the last piece CE.


    • ceayr says:

      Where have you been, Amanda, I have missed your longer-than-the-story comments! And relax, Noddy is a gone goose!
      Thank you for the extra hugs, even here in paradise it is overcast and cooler.

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      • mandibelle16 says:

        Aw, that’s too bad. Can’t do much about winter though. Christmas was very busy with family events and friends. Despite taking time off my freelancing job, I had so much baking and food prep to do before Christmas. I can only do so much in one day & my Mom didn’t get off work until the 23. So I did all the desert stuff and most of Christmas Eve snacks, etc. Also, lots of visiting as I have a Grandma in hospital moving to a place with more care. She is only 88 but seems to be going down hill quickly. Both her parents lived until their 90’s but dementia I have learned can be quick for some while drawn out for others. Baba too is in extended care but doing well at almost 95, but I try to visit when Mom does. Also, seeing friends for holiday parties, and going to a couple movies, and the occasional hockey game at home but my team sucks this year, even though there still my team. Also, Helping my friend out as she is due soon with her first baby. Besides that Christmas shopping took long to finish and a did do a bit of after Christmas shopping 🙂 When I could I tried to relax and read books and watch some TV shows I like to, just relax.
        I’m hoping to be back to more regular prompts. I also settled my disability case with my old insurance company at the end of November, that was a huge relief.
        Now back to work and I very much hope more blog writing.
        How was your holidays? Did u see your daughter and grandson? How’s your hand doing these days. Feel free to message me on FB if you’d rather talk on there.


  7. JS Brand says:

    Great story CE. Convincing too. I can’t hold wondering when Police Scotland will start comparing unsolved gangland murders against the dates of your trips home.


  8. What a unique homecoming tale. Written like a true-blue thriller. Loved it.


  9. rogershipp says:

    Loved the recording with your story! My favorite line… “It will be a short meeting.”


  10. Mandie Hines says:

    Sneaky the way you placed your story within the song, and it works wonderfully!


  11. myplaidheart says:

    I’d say he got his comeuppance, that Noddy. Great story.


  12. A well-written story with a creative twist!


  13. James says:

    I can see his visit will be short and afterward, he should never return. Nice.


  14. …pushing up the daisies! Coronation Street? Un-missable, addictive!


  15. Iain Kelly says:

    Should a hitman be ‘working’ so close to home? I sense trouble ahead, perhaps not as simple a job as he would like it to be.


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