Tag: Sunday Photo Fiction
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A VERY BRITISH DAY OUT
‘Authentic Beach Barbecue’ the leaflet had assured them. Archie had his doubts. The nearest beach was at least thirty miles away for a start. Just another anomaly in the zoo that combined as an amusement park. Two pasty-looking teenagers wheeled out trays covered in tinfoil and started unwrapping the precooked food. Agnes perched herself on…
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SEA AIR
Coming to the south of France had been the wisest choice of his life. Retirement suited him, as did the Mediterranean sun, the walks along the coast, the relaxed pace of Medville and the wine. He sipped the glass of rosé (given to him by the owner of the vineyard next door) and thanked his…
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THE FAMOUS FIVE… AGAIN
School holidays were the worst. It meant they would be back from their boarding schools and he wouldn’t get a moments peace. All he wanted to do was laze about in the summer sunshine, perhaps a walk along the beach. Instead they would insist on dragging him on some silly adventure. Julian was the real…
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TUNNEL VISION
Focus. Clear your mind. Think of nothing else but the next hundred metres. Block everything out beyond the borders of your lane. Tunnel vision – the start line to the finish line and nothing else. Remember your training: concentration; balance; commitment. ‘On your marks.’ You step forward, steady yourself, one last look into the crowd…
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THE ELEPHANT’S ARSE
‘This, ladies and gentlemen, is the new exhibit I am most proud of.’ The group of dignitaries, sponsors and critics gathered round, those at the back craning their necks to get a clearer view. Hans Schiedt was extremely proud of the natural life museum he had been brought in to reinvigorate. The old building had…
Iain Kelly 