Friday Fictioneers – Me Mate

Friday Fictioneers:   Every Wednesday, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields hosts a photo prompt. The rules include maintaining (as near as possible) a 100 word fictional piece pertaining to the image. For more information, and to share your writings, please use this link.

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Copyright Al Forbes

PHOTO PROMPT – © Al Forbes

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So this was the way it was to be; me, Susan, and me favourite mate.

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The love affair started way back before I met Susan.

She didn’t stand a chance now I look at it.

P’raps it’s better she didn’t know how close we were; me mate and I.

P’raps she wouldn’t be with me now if she did.

Anyhow, spilt milk and all that.

Too bad. Now she has no sense of humour, that girl.

Me mate and I are inseparable, and she knows it.

What’s a man got if not a mate?

BF 19; God I love ya.

Carolyn Page

 

 

 

51 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Me Mate

  1. My husband had three such ‘mates’ – classic motor bikes. I outlived one, and am about to supervise the divorce from the second one. Which only leaves one more… and I’ll find a way there too. Great take on the prompt, Caroline.

    1. That’s incredibly astute of you; how ever did you do that? 😀
      The third – I believe you will. What woman would sit idly by and allow a machine to usurp her?
      A great comment, Sandra. Thank You for making me smile.. 🙂

  2. Ha ha! Wasn’t quite the “mate” I was thinking for a moment there… That was very fun (and how true is that? So many guys have different types of “mates” 2-wheeled, 4-wheeled, mechanical…

    1. I must admit I was hoping for a ‘twist’… Glad it wasn’t as obvious as it could have been, Dale.
      I remember my first boyfriend, all those years ago, was one such male. His ‘mate’ was a little mini minor, which saw more of him than me. I doubt that males have changed in the meantime, and probably have more ‘mates’ to play with these days.
      Thanks so much for visiting with me…

    1. Hello mate. Now, Resa, this is a favourite expression of many an Aussie. You hear it almost everywhere. To hear it coming from you would be a treasure, to be sure… See ya mate!
      (BTW I’m having computer probs. The technician can’t come until next Wednesday. Darn. %$&*@@@@@ is all I can say. So my internet usage will be limited. I’m currently at K’s workplace using one of his computers. Thankful to have the access; though, it means I won’t be online much for a while..)
      xoxoxo

    1. So true! My ‘mate’ has a wonderful hobby that has kept him occupied and amused for almost his entire life. Because of this I have space and time for my hobbies and loves free from guilt. 😉
      Naturally, we also need space for each other, else life, and our independent choices, separate too much, as you’ve said.
      Thanks for visiting…

      1. Liz, I’ve just left a comment on last week’s FF. For some reason, quite beyond me, it posted under an old Google blog, no longer operating.
        Such a wonderfully written piece. Though made so sad by ‘actual’ events underlying. Well done to you.

    1. Yes, I’m sure he would be open, as you’ve said. He’s a non-threatening type, not much between his ears! 😉
      Yes, your character was indeed a nasty one; and created a dastardly atmosphere… Well done to you.. 🙂

  3. My wife has some jealousy of the time I spend writing, which by the way is far less time than I’d like to spend with that mate. Some sacrifices have to be made on both ends.

    1. I agree, it’s a two way street, so to speak. I’m pleased my man has interests (some independent, some co-jointly). Life could become rather boring, otherwise…
      Thank You for visiting.

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