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!
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!
No apology necessary! It belonged with the story, I thought!
ReplyDeleteBummer he (you) fell by the wayside... ;-)
I (he) was most upset! Thanks Dale.
DeleteDear Keith,
ReplyDeleteJust 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
I'll call this piece 'factioneerist'. Thanks once again Rochelle
DeleteLovely 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!
ReplyDeleteI can assure from experience that it does! Cheers Iain
DeleteHi 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
ReplyDeleteI've got a few bits Hilary - best of all our surname!
DeleteMy 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.
ReplyDeleteIt's still a big event liz. Thanks or sharing your memory
DeleteA 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!
ReplyDeleteI never met him but he sure he was a bit of a grumbler - I must have inherited it from someone!
DeleteI love that you were able to use a piece of your history for this 'yarn'.
ReplyDeleteThank you for allowing us to peek into your world.
- Lisa
A pleasure. I'm pleased you liked it.
DeleteWow,,,,this was nice....
ReplyDeleteThank you DeeDee!
DeleteIt would be fun to drive a vintage car. Even better to reach the destination!
ReplyDeleteSadly the two rarely go together! Thanks Alistair
DeleteGreat take on this one.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much
Deletegood one. i enjoyed it very much. thank you. :)
ReplyDelete...and thanks to you too plaridel
DeleteNice story, made more so with the dose of realism.
ReplyDeletePleased you liked it. Cheers. Dawn
DeleteAwesome! I found this: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hillman_Minx and really enjoyed the read there, too. Be well. Happy writing!
ReplyDeleteBlogging is the new poetry. I find it wonderful and amazing in many ways.
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