Apprehension
I am in Southampton. A foul night with a force 10 blowing. I am early, so I have parked the car and gone to a nearby cinema. A rotten film, but it deadens the sound of the gale.
But minute by minute I remember that soon I shall be on a boat, making my way to Cherbourg … where we shall land and enable me to start my tour of France, which is what this is all about.
“You’re not sailing on a night like this?” I ask as I check in.
“Got a living to make, mate.” He replies
- Category: True Stories Told As Fiction
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Christopher 11 months ago
Intriguing. Can't wait to hear more of this story.
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Neville Hunt 11 months ago
Got a living to make, mate!... even if that means scaring the living daylights out of the passengers🥴 I too was wondering where this story is going, but then I realised... France! We don’t yet know where in that large country (by European standards of course!) our narrator will visit. It’s a lovely country, but maybe our hero might take us to the seamier corners🤔
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Jamie Clapperton 11 months ago
Safe Journey !
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Neville Hunt 11 months ago
Ditto what Jamie said !
