SNAKE ON A SHIP

Standing on the room balcony, Archie took a long puff on his pipe.

It was a quiet place of solitude after three weeks at sea with Agnes. She couldn’t stand the smell of his pipe.

He had gone through a lot of tobacco.

Another fine morning. Somewhere off the starboard side were the Indonesian islands.

‘Archie!’ Agnes screeched. He could make out the top of her head sticking out, down and to the right, where the restaurant was located. ‘Bring down my reading glasses, will you?’

He didn’t acknowledge her. He would say he didn’t hear her.

A moment later, he heard her scream. What now, he thought.

By the time he had ambled down, Agnes was cowering in the corner, wafting a pole about, fending off an angry-looking snake. A small crowd had gathered.

‘Where have you been?!’ Agnes glowered at him. ‘This snake dropped out the sky onto my plate. They say it’s a taipan. Deadly poisonous.’

Above the restaurant the small tender boat used to transport passengers to shore was suspended. It had picked up an unwanted guest while in port.

‘Sorry dear,’ Archie called, as the snake reared up. ‘I was looking for your reading glasses.’


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Copyright A Mixed Bag

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AUTUMN LEAVES

Archie looked at the overhanging branches from the neighbours overgrown sycamore tree. Every Autumn the leaves fell into his garden, burying the flowerbeds and lawn. Every Autumn he had to clear them.

It had taken him all morning to sweep the leaves up. Now they sat in one big pile in the middle of the garden.

Agnes tapped the kitchen window. ‘Lunch.’

Inside, Archie removed his hat and gloves. ‘You can see your breath out there,’ he remarked. He stretched his back, stiff from stooped exertion.

‘They really should cut back those branches.’ Agnes said. ‘And you should let your son-in-law sweep them up. You’re not getting any younger.’

Archie rolled his eyes. ‘Are Julia and the boys still coming round this afternoon?’ he asked.

‘Don’t worry, they’re still coming.’

An hour later Agnes and Julia stood at the window watching Archie and the children in the garden. Leaves flew everywhere accompanied by squeals of delight.

‘I’ll send Gary round tomorrow to clear the leaves.’ Julia said.

‘Don’t bother,’ Agnes sighed. ‘You’d only spoil his fun.’


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Written as part of Sunday Photo Fiction. Write a story of around 200 words based on the photo prompt given (above). Hosted by Al Forbes. For more details visit HERE.

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TANDEM

‘Are you pedalling back there?’ puffed Archie as the tandem bicycle crawled up the incline.

‘Of course I am,’ Agnes lied, giving her pedals a few cursory turns for appearance’s sake.

They reached the crest of the hill. Archie pulled on the brakes. Agnes jolted forward at the sudden stop.

‘Why have you stopped?’ she asked.

‘Just need a minute to get my breath back.’ Archie pointed to the valley ahead of them. ‘Wonderful view.’

‘Not from where I’m sitting,’ said Agnes, who had spent the last hour watching Archie’s oversized behind wobbling in front of her.

‘I did ask if you wanted to go in front. Perhaps we should have got two separate bicycles.’

‘Don’t be silly. It’s been much more fun like this.’

‘Have you got the camera? Get a photo of the view.’

Agnes tutted and clambered off the bicycle. As she raised the camera, Archie pedalled past her, picking up speed on the downward slope.

‘Pub’s at the bottom of the hill,’ he called back. ‘Enjoy the walk.’


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Written as part of Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. The challenge is to write a flash fiction story in around 150 words, based on the weekly photo prompt. Thanks as always to the challenge host Priceless Joy. For more information visit HERE.

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LUXURY HOLIDAY

Archie sat in the small boat. ‘Is that it? We’ve hardly got out of the bay. You didn’t even put the sail up.’

‘No wind in the bay for that,’ the boat owner answered.

‘Well, I haven’t found anything luxurious about my cruise at all.’

‘I’m sorry you feel that way, although as you’ve had the full hour, I can’t offer you a refund.’

Archie jumped over the side and landed in the shallow sea, soaking his shoes and trousers. He trudged up the sandy beach to where Agnes was sitting. She peered at him over the top of her book. ‘Well, how was it?’

‘Splendid. you would have enjoyed it,’ Archie replied through gritted teeth.

A tanned, young man walked passed. He gave Agnes a wave. She waved back with a beaming smile.

‘Who’s that?’ Archie asked.

‘The hotel masseur, Ricardo,’ Agnes replied, picking up her book once more. ‘I decided to treat myself to a little bit of luxury too.’

Archie removed his shoes and began scraping the wet sand from his feet.


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Copyright The Storyteller’s Abode

Written as part of Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. The challenge is to write a flash fiction story in around 150 words, based on the weekly photo prompt. Thanks as always to the challenge host Priceless Joy. For more information visit HERE.

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ARCHIE’S INFERNO

The sound of the chisel chipping away stopped. Archie had been out in the garden for the entire week.

Agnes was skeptical about Archie’s latest hobby, but it kept him out of the house.

The neighbours had stopped her in the street to ask her about the chainsaw noise at seven in the morning. They didn’t appreciate the axe chopping late into the evening either.

‘Are you ready for the big reveal?’ said Archie when he appeared a couple of hours later. He was covered in green and red paint.

She followed him out to the garden.

‘Ta-da!’

‘Dear God, Archie.’ Agnes stared at the huge wood sculptures. ‘Is that a squirrel dressed up as the devil?’

‘Yes it is.’

‘And a deformed alien?’

‘Yes.’

‘Why?’

‘Well, the chainsaw got away from me a bit so I adapted my original plans.’

‘What were your original plans?’

‘The Devil in the Centre of Hell from the Inferno part of Dante’s Divine Comedy.’

‘Uh-huh.’ Agnes stared at the monstrous creations that took up their entire garden. ‘A bit ambitious for a first attempt perhaps?’


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Written as part of Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. The challenge is to write a flash fiction story in around 150 words, based on the weekly photo prompt. Thanks as always to the challenge host Priceless Joy. For more information visit HERE.

To read other stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.