TUESDAY 10th OCTOBER 2020 ~ FLASH FICTION
FIRST LINE PROMPT ~ Bacon sandwiches always reminded her….
SHOCK LIFESTYLE CHANGE
by John Yeo
Bacon sandwiches always reminded her of the time she spent visiting a smallholding in the depths of rural Wales. Philip Jones was a hard worker on his land and managed to come close to self sufficiency in food.
My college roommate Patsy, his only daughter, would always extend an invitation to spend time with her family on this beautiful smallholding. Patsy was a tall girl, with long red hair and freckles all over her face and arms. We have always been inseparable friends.
Patsy stopped me in the quad one beautiful spring day. ‘Are you coming to stay with us again this year again Belle? you know you are always welcome. Dad always appreciates your help and we can enjoy ourselves in the village again. They still hold the Saturday dance in the village hall.’
Patsy had a habit of shortening my name from Annabelle
“Yes please! I can hardly wait.’
During the History lecture that afternoon my mind drifted over the coming visit. I was looking forward to playing with the farm animals again, feeding the chickens, walking the dogs and mucking out the pig sty. I had grown quite fond of the friendly single family pig, I always had time for Priscilla, I swear she was extremely intelligent and I would converse with her while I was in the sty.
The last two weeks at college passed in a blur, and we were soon on a passenger train speeding through the beautiful green hills and valleys that famously go to make up Wales. We were met at the village railway station by Mr Jones who shook my hand.
‘Hi Annabelle lovely to see you again.’
He gave his daughter a huge hug and smiling broadly
‘Hello Freckles! climb aboard both of you.’ Patsy frowned at this old nickname.
In contrast to Patsy, Mr Jones was a short, stocky, well muscled man, with an unruly mop of brown hair that he kept in place with a fashionable Barbour hat. He loaded our bags onto the vehicle and we were soon on our way.
We arrived at the smallholding where we were greeted by Mrs Jones, with a large pot of tea, a huge plateful of bacon sandwiches and buttered scones. Mrs Jones was a beautiful lady, tall with long red hair; it was obvious which side of the family the freckled skin came from.
The bacon sandwiches were delicious and I couldn’t help enquiring after my friend Priscilla the family pig.
There was an embarrassed silence as Mr Jones pushed the plate of bacon sandwiches towards me and offered me another sandwich.
‘Such is the reality of life on a self sufficient smallholding.’
It was from that precise moment I became a life-long vegetarian.
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