A multiple word prompts story – A Moment In Paradise

This story was inspired by the following word prompts:






Today’s things are: orange grove, bee, Jack Frost


A Moment In Paradise

“What could be a lovelier setting than a beautiful orange grove?” That’s what my Mother said to me the day we arrived in Downham Springs.

It was her way of consoling me. I was only Nine years old and I still missed England. My brother was only Five and seemed to have coped much better with the journey than I had. Two months on board a boat had not been very pleasant. We were crammed in with lots of other families that had taken the ten pound package. The weather as we sailed round the horn of Africa had been terrible. The crew kept reassuring us that it was perfectly normal but my stomach was having none of it. I realised that Boats and my stomach were just not compatible. The best thing about the journey was all the food that was available. When we’d left England, rationing was still in full swing. My mother thought it was so funny when my Brother and I were introduced to bananas for the first time. She just stood there laughing as we tried to bite through the skin. Then she showed us how to peel them. She said she used to love them before the war. It wasn’t just bananas but also juicy oranges, melons and pineapples. Actually, if it hadn’t been for the rough sea and my poor sea legs it wouldn’t have been a bad journey after all.

I will never forget the day we sailed into Sydney harbour. It was like sailing into paradise.

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After the Play – A Steve Layne Monologue

This is part two of an earlier monologue I wrote called A Captive Audience about an actor I called Steve Layne. See here:


This is the second part…

Oh, You have come back, how lovely! Please take a seat. I’m only removing my make-up.

Well, what do you think? I have to admit it was one of my best performances. I can hear the critics now “Steve Layne delivers a performance like no other. Not a dry eye in the house.”

I am relieved it’s over, I always am after a show. I wish I didn’t fret so before hand but there you are. I hoped I would grow out of this stage fright but I never have. At least I’m not physically sick anymore.

Do you mind, can you pass me one of those facial wipes? Thank you.

It is so nice for you to come and see me. I’m sure you know this is our penultimate night here at the Dixon studio, Westcliff. One more night then we’re off to the Abbey Theatre in Nuneaton. Nuneaton doesn’t have the attraction of the sea front but they always give us a good welcome there.

Did you see my performance? I hope you recognised me under this make-up and in that costume. Of course, the role isn’t the biggest in the play, I only have two lines, but it is pivotal to the whole thing. I think I gave it something extra, don’t you? A little bit of Pazzazz for the audience. I definitely heard a gasp from the back row. Of course, it might have been a cough.

I do like this particular troupe of players. They seem to appreciate a man of my talents. Some of them, of course, are not long out of drama school and they get the best roles because of their youth and looks. It’s not based on merit, that’s for sure. I am hoping they will give me a meatier role when we move on to our next play. They’re talking of doing Death of a Salesman next. I can see myself in that part! It needs someone with a bit more gravitas and maturity, not one of the young pretty boys.

Of course, I always put in a good word for one of the plays by Agatha Christie. I love a good murder mystery, don’t you?

I long to do musicals again, like in my youth, but they are so difficult to get into. When they ask me what I have done and I say I was once in a production of Oliver, playing one of Fagin’s boys, they don’t sound impressed. OK So that was over twenty years ago, but it’s like riding a bike, you never forget. I can still sing and dance. I tried Pantomime but they want TV names nowadays. If you haven’t been on the telly, even a docu-soap, they are not interested. I tried dropping names of a few I worked with years ago, Bonnie Langford, Keith Chegwin. Not a sausage of a reaction.

Right the make-ups off, I look a bit more human now don’t I? I am starving, I don’t suppose you fancy grabbing a bite to eat and a drink do you? There’s a cheap pub down the road that does a meal and a pint for a fiver.

You can tell me all about yourself after all you’ve barely said a word.

Shall we go?


Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 17/April/2018


via Daily Prompt: Fret