It doesn’t seem that long ago. The place hasn’t changed, but you have. We used to come here as a family and you ran around the cobbled street and dashed in and out of the old shops and took a trip on the old trams and we had lunch in the cafe and watched the aeroplanes outside the window.
You’re older now and so am I. I still visit and sit in the cafe and think of you. When you visit next year I will bring you back here and introduce my grandchildren to the old street that still echoes with your laughter.
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above). A surprise this week when I saw this prompt – it’s taken in the Riverside Museum in Glasgow that I regularly visit with my kids. The museum houses the Transport Museum – cars, trams, buses, ships and more. I used to be taken to this museum when I was little by my parents, when it was housed in an old warehouse. Zaha Hadid designed the shiny new building which it moved into around 2010-11. It’s near my work and I run past it most lunchtimes too. We’ve missed visiting this summer thanks to the pandemic, but will one day be back when it reopens. So a little bit of sentimental musing this week, with a little bit of future fiction, and a few photos from some of our visits too.
To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.
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