50 Word Thursdays – Unexpected Hedgehogs – A Tale in 250 Words.

  • “Maybe I needed to learn to stay more alert when traveling in a foreign country” – Lisa Bullard, Turn Left at the Cow.

This story was written for the 50 word Thursday challenge, this week hosted by Teresa, The Haunted Wordsmith:


I have also included Teresa’s Three Things Challenge, the Prompt words today are: Philosophy, 1999 and Hedgehog.


Unexpected Hedgehogs

As I sit here at my desk, my maps and pens and diary in front of me, I think back to the way things were.

Life was simpler then. I look back on 1999 as a halcyon time. I was at University and had dreams of becoming a Doctor of Philosophy. I had no inkling of where my life would end up. At the time, I didn’t feel things were so great. I was living a lonely existence, studying hard with no time and little money to spend on ‘fun’. I now realise that it was a golden time.

That was back before the world seemed to turn in on itself. When dictators took over and freedom was sold off cheap.

I never got that Doctorate. I was forced to this life of travelling strange lands instead. It was practically vagabondage.

I was stuck in this place while the local garage mended my tyres. They’d become so full of holes. I hadn’t expected there to be so many hedgehogs all over the road. Some leakage of chemicals into the waterways had caused their population to explode, and I was unused to the experience of driving on foreign roads and having to dodge the spiky creatures along the way. After running several over, it was clear that they had exacted their revenge by perforating my tyres.

Maybe I needed to learn to stay more alert when travelling in a foreign country. Hedgehogs were not the only creatures taking over in Europe.

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 24/January/2019

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People are far too complicated to be able to describe in a few words so I am not even going to try.

19 thoughts on “50 Word Thursdays – Unexpected Hedgehogs – A Tale in 250 Words.”

  1. Interesting tale — and I chuckled at the word play, “vagabondage.”
    I always think of hedgehogs as something uniquely British — seeing them mentioned by English authors — but will look them up now.
    Here in western Canada, if pests proliferate, the danger may be running into a cloud of grass-hoppers and skidding on their greasy squashed bodies. 😉

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  2. Poor hedgehogs! I miss not having them in my garden in S Africa, like we used to back in the UK. We first had a rescue hedgehog and we had to have a garden inspection before they’d let us have it!

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