© Ayr/Gray
Great Aunt Margot had her old car outside.
‘We know what this is,’ said the two boys in unison. ‘It’s a 2CV, isn’t it?’
‘That’s right, and you can hop in,’ she grinned. ‘We are going to the coast. It isn’t too far,
I’ve got a big basket here in the front, and you too can sit in the back.’
It was a beautiful day and quite soon they could see the sea.
Great Aunt Margot parked the car. She handed the big basket. ‘You can carry it between you.’ She strode ahead, with one hand holding a large parasol and the other with a big and pretty rug.
Soon much munching went on.
‘Now, off you go,’ said Great Aunt Margot. ‘I’ll have a little nap,’ she smiled. ‘You can go all round here – the sand, the rock pools and even the very tall palm trees.’
After about an hour, the two boys caught up with Great Aunt Margot.
‘Enjoying yourselves?’
They both grinned.
‘I’m going over to the little market just over there,’ she pointed. ‘I will still be able to see you.’
Later, Great Aunt Margot was still chattering in the car park. While the two boys were running around the tall, tall palm trees.
They kept looking at them.
‘I’m sure those trees are getting closer to us, don’t you think?’
‘Weird, isn’t it?’
They were still talking about those trees. And then Great Aunt Margot said: ‘don’t worry, they often move,’ as she winked.
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Posted for The Unicorn Challenge, a magical challenge hosted by Jenne Gray and C E Ayr, where they provide a photo and we, in turn, provide up to 250 words.
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An interesting story for an interesting photo.
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Glad that you enjoyed that, Sadje!
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You’re most welcome
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A great story laced with memories 💜😄
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Aww, memories, very much so. When we were kids we could spent hours on a beautiful beach… shall we make a sandcastle again?😉
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Oh! Yes and get sand in our sandwichs and sun burnt … because what was sun cream or shade even 💜💜💜💜
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😊
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The trees always move. Reminds me of a map…
Ah, a 2CV – what a car! Not a ride for those of a delicate disposition!
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There is a lot of moving in various little chapters it seems. At least that Great Aunt is happy to drive that old tiny bucket – I think this is the right word for the 2CV car.
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🙂
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Uh oh, something is amiss…..
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Hmm, so it seems!
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look at Margot
go i n her escargot!
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Well, she is very French… escargots with lots of garlic and butter (mmm)
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Hmm…a bit of magical realism (trees “branching out” to other places) in your excellent piece of writing, Chris.
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Ooh… branching out as you said – such fun. Thanks so much, Dave.
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Lovely – a seaside trip meets Birnham Wood!
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Ha ha, exactly!! Don’t mention that other place though.😉
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Hmm, I wonder what was included in that picnic basket. Magic mushrooms, perchance?
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Aha, I like that idea! Good one, Liz.
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Thanks, Chris!
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Delightful piece that left me smiling.
And wondering…
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Oh, excellent – my job is done!😉
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Love it!
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Thanks Di – I will be reading your soon!
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Great Aunt Margot is magical (as are many Great Aunts)!
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Exactly… like me too!
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Absolutely love this Chris!
I’ve had 3 2CV’s over the years and I’m currently on the look out for another one!
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Glad you enjoyed that, Keith.
Maybe Great Aunt Margot could help you look?!
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Great Aunt Margots know a thing or two – everybody should have one.
Beautifully written story, Chris.
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Thanks so much, Jenne – and yes, everyone needs a Great Aunt Margot!
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Wish I had a Great Aunt Margot! She sounds fun!
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Well quite! Lots of fun… and soon (probably).
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An idyllic day, except for those trees encroaching…a heart stutter and cliff-hanger that’ll stay with me (you clever thing!).
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Aww, thanks so much, Liz!
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