Friday Fictioneers – 11th April

Every Friday writers from around the world contribute 100 word stories prompted by a photograph supplied by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields to Friday Fictioneers. Everyone is welcome to contribute and we love comments on our stories.

copyright - DLovering

copyright – D Lovering

To honour the English Queen

Mayor Fernandez suggested a maypole to honour the English Queen travelling through their tiny village on the way to Madrid.

The women excitedly cut their brightest shawls and dresses into strips. The men felled the straightest trunk in the sparse wood.

The morning of the Queenโ€™s visit they cemented the trunk into the middle of the road and hooked the streamers to the top. Thatโ€™s when the villagers discovered there werenโ€™t enough streamers for everyone.

By the time the Queen arrived the villagers were still fighting in the dust, and a crooked pole hung with shredded rags blocked her passage.

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46 Responses to Friday Fictioneers – 11th April

  1. Made me smile… I could see this happening!

  2. Sandra says:

    Yes, I could well imagine the scene. ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. Very good Karen, shame about the celebrations.Enjoyed your story.

  4. subroto says:

    Nicely done. They probably enjoyed the fighting more than the royal visit.

  5. Ah, we are a greedy, selfish lot, aren’t we? Good job! ๐Ÿ™‚

  6. MrBinks says:

    Love it. Compact and complete with a smile from start to finish. Nice one!

  7. Fantastic. But the Queen is used to that. You should see the disorder when she visits Manchester. And Phillip would probably get stuck in while he’s at it.

  8. I’ve missed you Karen; welcome back! A creative story, with lots of visual description. Well done!

  9. Sue. says:

    So often people loose sight of what they are about and end up in a war zone. What a wonderful metaphor to life.

  10. plaridel says:

    i understand the queen has a great sense of humor. a little discomfort should be expected when traveling.

  11. elappleby says:

    I loved the image of the villagers fighting over the streamers – an excellent take on the prompt ๐Ÿ™‚

  12. Unfortunately, I could see this happening and in circumstances other than just this. ๐Ÿ™‚ Enjoyed it, Karen.

    janet

  13. K.Z. says:

    i can imagine it all clearly ๐Ÿ™‚ very entertaining ๐Ÿ™‚

  14. ha.. yes all gone to shreds.. celebration down the drain.

  15. dianathrelfo says:

    The queen, being the queen, would probably keep calm and carry on! I love the way the Friday Fictioneer photos free up your creativity, Karen.

  16. Dear Karen,

    The road to heaven is paved with good intentions, they say. The scene you depicted made me laugh out loud. Good to see you back. ๐Ÿ˜‰

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  17. Uh oh! All that effort for nothing ๐Ÿ˜ฆ Very true picture of human nature.

  18. storydivamg says:

    Karen,
    This is a fun and worthy fable to accompany this week’s prompt.

    Cheers!
    MG

  19. That was a funny story. ๐Ÿ™‚ I could picture it. The event was well-planned to a point, then everything fell apart. It would make a great comedy sketch. Well done.

  20. Karen, this made me laugh. So much planning and using of “rare” commodities then “poof”! Well done.

  21. Oh the best laid plans. They tried too hard. I hate it when that happens. Cute story!

  22. atrm61 says:

    So much for the women giving up their pretty shawls and the men putting an axe to that majestic tree,eh?lol!Typical of us humans to fight over little things-the poor Queen-must have wondered why she ever decided to pass through ;-)Enjoyed this fun piece with Spanish flavour, Karen ๐Ÿ™‚

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