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Friday Fictioneers – Guitar

21 April, 2017

In the same way that a journey of a thousand miles starts with a single entry of a post code into the satnav, a FriFic of a hundred words starts with a single germ of an idea. When Rochelle‘s email arrived this week, complete with this pic

by Magaly Guerrero as our prompt for the week, one particular line leapt straight into my head and I knew my FF this week would be built around it. That single germ sprouted in various directions, disappeared off down a few tangential sideroads and back before coming to rest in its final form.

As usual, the FriFicin’ Family are gathered over in Frogtopia where stories are being exchanged. Pop over and see them whydontcha, we’re a friendly bunch.

Right, that concludes the intro, my FF will be along shortly. Thanks for listening, don’t forget to tip your waitress, and always exit via the gift shop.



The electric guitar solo faded from the small, discreet speakers. Kenny stroked his long, grey ponytail then gripped the podium, hands straining against his studded, leather fingerless gloves.

“I can’t believe we won’t hear Dusty play that again,” he sighed, “I can still see him – double denim, immaculate hair, and shoes so high he had to stand on a book to get in them.”

Kenny paused, regathered himself. He raised his eyes upwards.

“You always wanted to play with Jimi and Janice,” he said, “and now you can. Cheers big fella.”

The curtain closed around the coffin. Grown men wept.



  1. Martin Cororan permalink

    Safe trip Dusty!

  2. Dear TRG,

    Fitting sendoff for a musician. Well done.



  3. Best way ever to send someone off. I’ll go and join the audience when my time comes.

  4. Life Lessons of a Dog Lover permalink

    Very descriptive, I could see the aging rockers. Loved the last sentence.

  5. michael1148humphris permalink

    So many great musicians would love this when their time was up. A fine piece of writing.

  6. LOVE THIS. And would you also email me? I can’t seem to find your address.

  7. I really liked this. As someone has already said, fitting send off indeed

  8. Very moving. I had a lump in my throat.

  9. Dale permalink

    That was a lovely piece, Sir.
    And great intro 😉

  10. Loved they way you have described. I could imagine the scene well. A brilliant take on the FF prompt.

  11. Enjoyable read, from intro to finish.

  12. A touching good-bye … nicley told.
    Isadora 😎

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