With The Going Out Of The Tide #writephoto #flashfiction

The old man stepped onto the rock, wobbling a little. The breeze tugged at his beard. He stretched his shoulders and breathed in deeply, taking a couple of uncertain steps forward. The water lapped at his feet

‘So what do you think, dad?’

The older man shrugged. ‘Nice sky.’

The younger man clicked his teeth, not really trying to hide his irritation. ‘But the water? What about the water?’

The older man stared at the gently lapping wave. How the hell did he know?

‘How old are you?’

‘What? Last birthday I was ninety seven or maybe twenty seven depending on whose translation you believe.’

‘You need to start drawing your own conclusions.’

‘When did you start delegating decision making?’ The younger man threw a stone and it skipped over the water. That at least was one skill they’d all honed. ‘You and the Big Guy had a bit of a  barny last night. All ok?’

It hadn’t been an easy conversation. And He had been less understanding than anticipated. ‘You ate what?’ He just didn’t realise how bloody dull being a vegan was. It wasn’t natural.

‘Yes.’ The old man sighed. ‘I probably misjudged the moment.’

‘You need to stand up to him, dad. He can’t expect a birthday without a feast. And Yallop is the juiciest of meats.’

‘He didn’t like we’d eaten both, thought we might be able to crossbreed with its mate. I told him, really, that keeping one would always be a compromise but he wasn’t having it. Told me Yallops weren’t going extinct on his watch, banging on about how long it had taken him, world building was an art not a science, that kind of thing. Proper undermined my confidence, he did.’

‘So you don’t know if that’s it or if it’s going to piss down again and we can go back to sailing?’

‘The dove’s off on a twig hunt but I don’t know.’

It was a lie. The Big Man had said the cruise was over. He’d stop the rain as a punishment and they’d have to put into port again. ‘If you’re going to eat all the creatures of the Earth, Noah, then you can bloody well go back to living in a desert with your mother in law, rather than swanning around the planet.’

Noah sighed again and put his arm round his son’s shoulders. The waves were now a couple of cubits from his sandals. Yep the tide was receding already. ‘Look at it this way. We won’t have to live on bloody grain pie any more.’ He smiled at his pride and joy. ‘We’re meat eaters, my boy. I didn’t call you Ham for no reason.’

This is written from Sue zvincent’s #writephoto prompt 

About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published four books - Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle, My Father and Other Liars, Salisbury Square and Buster & Moo. In addition I have published two anthologies of short stories, Life, in a Grain of Sand and Life in a Flash. More will appear soon, including a memoir of my mother's last years. I will try and continue to blog regularly at geofflepard.com about whatever takes my fancy. I hope it does yours too. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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28 Responses to With The Going Out Of The Tide #writephoto #flashfiction

  1. Darlene says:

    I wondered why we never see any yallops around anymore. A good one!!

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  2. Ritu says:

    Ha ha 😂 love this His Geoffleship

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  3. “A long time ago when the Earth was green, there was more kinds of animals than you’ve ever seen. They’d run around free while the Earth was being born, but the loveliest of them all was the …”
    Stuck in yer ‘ed now? Sorry that. Excellent execution on this one Geoff. Got me good.

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  4. Oh, Geoff, you are so funny. My grandfather, a minster, is turning in his grave.

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  5. stevetanham says:

    The heavens should open… Oh, wait a minute…

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  6. Oh ha-ha……..good one!

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  7. Sue Vincent says:

    No more yallops? That’s a Shem…

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  8. Rowena says:

    Loved this, Geoffle. Could you imagine getting hungry and wiping out a species like that? Ouch. I wouldn’t want that on my head. By the way, could’ve used Noah’s Ark during the week. It’s bucketed down. Hope you’ve had a great week.
    xx Ro

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  10. willowdot21 says:

    Brilliant Geoff, love this especially the last line 💜

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  11. Good Job with the Noah tale. Finally I get ‘story ark’.

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