Friday 25 January 2019

FFF: Bertie has a nightmare

I'm afraid that this month, with just a few hours to go before the deadline, neither Bertie nor his assistant had even started on their monthly Final Friday Fiction assignment for dear YAM-Aunty. In truth, they had been wondering whether to take part this year.

But late on Thursday evening Gail picked up her library book, 'Swell: A Waterbiography' by Jenny Landreth, and on page 87, located these lines as per the FFF instructions:

Line 8: at all suitable for swimming. Some women's clubs had
Line 12: Premier Club. Other familiar names pop up - on a 1903
Line 16: is this our Mrs Fawcett, famous suffragist? The dates fit, the

But by then Bertie was very tired, and as he drifted off to sleep words and phrases from the selected lines mingled in his mind with a scene from a recent watery weekend....

.....So the bold little dog confidently crossed the narrow bridge, pausing as he did so to look down at the raging torrent beneath. Gosh, this river does not look at all suitable for swimming, he said to himself. A few minutes later his owner tried to follow him across, but she tripped as she was stepping on to the bridge, tumbled down the bank into the water, and within seconds was being carried down towards the sea. At times she was completely submerged, then, buffeted by the powerful current, an arm, a leg or her head would pop up again. Initially the little dog did not panic. He thought, well, my owner is, for a woman of her age, a reasonably fit and strong swimmer, surely she'll be OK? But as she was swept further downstream, doubts intruded and troubling thoughts flitted across his mind. Who would feed him and take him for walks in the hills if she didn't survive? Would he find another home where he would be allowed to cuddle up to his human at night, and be given a dinner of fried liver on his birthday? Oh it was all too terrible to contemplate...

But then Bertie felt a warm foot nudging his rear end, and woke up with a start, and was mightily relieved to realise that it was all just a bad dream and he and Gail were safe and dry in their home in Aberdeen.

Oh well, perhaps you should go over to the links on YAM-Aunty's blog to see if any of the other FFF-ers did better with the 'fiction' element of the challenge this month...


  1. Bertie wow!!!! we are so glad it was just a dream... but maybe it is better to avoid bridges in da next time... specially those over troubled waters ;O)

  2. Yikes Bertie, glad it wuz just a nightmare.

  3. hari OM
    OMD Bertie lad, you had my full attention on this one - I was even holding my breath for Gail as she submerged!!! Bravo bravo fur giving it a go again this year my dear wee pal Hugs adn wags, YAM-aunty xxx (who, BTW and just FYI, would happily become your fostermum in case of emergency, y'ken...)

  4. Wow! That was a cliffhanger! Good job

    Teka Toy

  5. Bertie my handsome WFT bravo bravo bravo!!
    OMDs...that was some nightmare. I was sitting on the edge of my seat...even though...I knew it was a nightmare. The pictures you had from you WET weekend set the scene. Sometimes it is good to feel a warm foot nudge one's magnificent WFT Tail.
    Hugs Cecilia and I'm glad you joined us for FFF

  6. I remember holding my breath the first time I saw you cross the bridge in this photo, Bertie. Thank doG your nightmare was just that - a nightmare!

  7. OMD! that was a scary nightmare!
    Hazel & Mabel

  8. Whew....I bet you were glad to feel that foot nudging you Bertie...that was a very scary dream!
    Rosy, Jakey & Arty

  9. That was a scary dream for sure, but it made for a great FFF in our opinion - very well done indeed.

    Woos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber

  10. We're glad this was only a dream and a great story.