Wednesday, January 25, 2017

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Post 1433. Thursday January 26

Friday Fictioneers



On my desk, there’s a sepia photograph of a younger me in a pedal car. I’ve always loved cars, probably thanks to my great grandfather, William Hillman who turned his passion into an industry. I was always known as The Minx at school!

When offered a vintage car I jumped at the opportunity. A Model T. My great-granddad probably turned is his grave. ‘A bloody Ford. How common’!

Those in the know avoid the busy A23 on the day of the annual London-Brighton Rally for fear of being delayed by smoking jalopies and distressed horseless carriages. Last year I took part. I fell by the wayside.

I’m sure I heard my great-grandfather chuckle! 





Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Al Forbes for supplying us with his inspirational photograph!

I apologise for the first paragraph being fact rather than fiction. Please forgive me Rochelle! Those of a British persuasion may well know of the Hillman motor car, particularly the iconic Hillman Minx. Others may not!








26 comments:

  1. No apology necessary! It belonged with the story, I thought!
    Bummer he (you) fell by the wayside... ;-)

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  2. Dear Keith,

    Just because we're called 'fictioneers' does not mean we're locked into fiction only. Adding facts to a fictitious piece adds authenticity. As Dale said, no apology necessary. Good one.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. I'll call this piece 'factioneerist'. Thanks once again Rochelle

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  3. Lovely story Keith, would be a joy to drive one of these old machines, although I suspect, like in your story, a lot of care and patience is needed!

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    1. I can assure from experience that it does! Cheers Iain

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  4. Hi Keith - interesting backstory ... woven into fiction - excellently well done and then the failing on the A23 - ruddy awful place at the best of times ... though sadly a necessity occasionally. We never had Hillmans, or for that matter Fords ... stuck with Morris ... it was a surprise when my uncle bought a Ford ... ah well times change. Our first cars ... I hope you've lots of records of your great grandfather ... cheers Hilary

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    1. I've got a few bits Hilary - best of all our surname!

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  5. My first husband learned to drive on a vintage car. Fifty years ago we were watching the London to Brighton run when 'his' car broke down right in front of us. While I drove our modern Ford to Brighton, Geoff rode in the old one, helping it to limp home.

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    1. It's still a big event liz. Thanks or sharing your memory

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  6. A delightful bit of family history woven seamlessly into this story for the photograph. One could easily accept the whole thing as fact, and I could hear grandfather grumbling about the Ford!

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    1. I never met him but he sure he was a bit of a grumbler - I must have inherited it from someone!

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  7. I love that you were able to use a piece of your history for this 'yarn'.
    Thank you for allowing us to peek into your world.

    - Lisa

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    1. A pleasure. I'm pleased you liked it.

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  8. It would be fun to drive a vintage car. Even better to reach the destination!

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    1. Sadly the two rarely go together! Thanks Alistair

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  9. good one. i enjoyed it very much. thank you. :)

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  10. Nice story, made more so with the dose of realism.

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  11. Awesome! I found this: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hillman_Minx and really enjoyed the read there, too. Be well. Happy writing!

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  12. Blogging is the new poetry. I find it wonderful and amazing in many ways.

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