This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..


by John Yeo

Edgar was a reliable butler, an incredibly experienced man 

who had served the family for years.

Sir Richard was extolling his manservant’s virtues in his gentlemen’s club.

   ‘We are lucky to have Edgar working for us, he is the sole of discretion, full of natural courtesy that he’s developed over the years.’

    Sir Richard was an ex guards officer who normally would never leave himself open to criticism. That is the measure of the inbuilt respect the family had for their family retainer.

George Posonby-Smythe was a mischievous member of the club and chided Sir Richard.

     ‘Your courteous butler is invisible to your family and your guests. Always in the background; sadly a man like him has no charisma. He’s a shadow, a robotic nonentity.’

 This was greeted with laughter from all those present.

   Then another member, Charles Peace, an industrialist, chipped in and related a story that shattered the myth.

  ‘Not all butlers and senior members of top people’s staff are the sole of discretion. I have heard of a certain club that caters for some very charismatic transvestites and crossdressers. Now that requires an over abundance of charisma. What your butler does on his time off  should be of no concern to anyone.’

 Sir Richard went red with suppressed anger and left the club in a huff.  

 Oddly, Edgar courteously left his employment with Sir Richard’s household shortly after and became a famous charismatic pantomime dame.

© Written by John Yeo