#Writephoto – A Letter from Hampshire, England

Inspired by and written for #Writephoto – Bucket – Thank you KL

Bucket – Image by KL Caley

Kip and Gai are back, and despite wondering how I’d use the prompt – they have confirmed their return and allowed my pen to pad out the background experiences of Kip a little bit.

A Letter from Hampshire, England
Form: Flash Fiction

I had been writing to Lynne for a few months, badgering her with questions about her life and where she lived. I knew she lived by the sea and could just walk across the road and be on the beach. I had been to the beach a few times in Loban’s wonky wagon, but it was a good drive away.

Today a letter from Lynne arrived. It was heavy, and as I opened it photos fell out onto the table. Lynne’s letter was full of her holiday with her family in a place called Cornwall. The pictures of sandy beaches, rocky cliffs, and wild countryside tied into her letter – each picture coming to life with her words. ‘One day I will build sandcastles’ I thought to myself.

‘I’m sure you will, Kip,’ said Arina ‘but I need to set the table for dinner so come on, clear your stuff away.’

I guess I had thought out loud. I gathered the letter and pictures together anyway. Dinner smelt good, and I was hungry. As I put the letter and pictures into the folder I had for Lynne I couldn’t help myself thinking how lucky Lynne’s son was to experience a childhood of being a child. How different it was to my own experiences.

I sat on the edge of my bed lost in thought. What was to be gained by taking children from their childhood to be brainwashed to serve a political ideology with no living experience apart from a biased education. Children learn life in their play even by falling over and grazing their knees. What future is there for a country composed of unthinking adults who have no sense of growth? Yes, that was my childhood, no way to develop and grow just taught the ideology and conformity.

‘Well, it didn’t change me feeling what I feel’ I said to no one n particular.

‘Putting the world to rights in your head again, Kip’

I hadn’t noticed Gai in the bathroom getting washed up after work.

‘If only I could,’ I said, ‘just building sandcastles in my dreams.’


12 thoughts on “#Writephoto – A Letter from Hampshire, England

  1. Wow! This is brilliant. Such a different entry. I really liked how you took a dark subject but also kept it light and positive at the end. Thank you so much for joining in with #writephoto. KL ❤

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