“I’m telling you, he’s only got one!” Jack shouted at the crowd in the bar.
None of them believed he had climbed up that beanstalk. None of them believed that it lead to a world in the clouds.
“I tell you I’ve been to it’s very top, Its Zenith.” Jack protested.
“Yeah, Yeah, I supposed you sneaked up on this giant like a commando, all covered in camouflage. You’re just so full of it, Jack. It’s one tall tale after another with you.”
Just then there came an almighty roar. The ground shook. Glasses and bottles fell off the bar and smashed on the floor.
Outside the beanstalk swayed side to side and from above a sound emerged from the clouds.
“Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum….” It boomed out.
Then through the clouds peered a giant head.
“Cor, He’s right an’all” shouted Tom, the Pipers son. “He’s only got one!”
They all stared up at the giant as he started climbing down the beanstalk.
Having only one eye, the giant’s depth perception wasn’t all that great and so he missed his footing and fell to the ground killing himself and several gawking onlookers into the bargain.
It’s not something you see every day, not unless you had too many drinks at the bar.
Which of course, they’d had. Which was why no one remembered a thing the next day.
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 01/February/2019
This story was written in response to a picture challenge from Rory, A Guy Called bloke:
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