40 days and 40 nights

It had been raining inside the supermarket for 40 days and 40 nights and Percy, who had been sitting on a makeshift island constructed from tins of baked beans, was beginning to get more than a little cheesed off.

George, whilst floating by last Wednesday on a barge made from sardine cans and baguettes, had said that Margaret made it to the newspaper stand where Nigel had told her the weather was set to change this week.

It hadn’t and Percy’s island was rapidly shrinking.

Percy sighed. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his trusty Swiss army knife.


Submitted for Friday Fictioneers photo prompt. See if you can write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words.



51 thoughts on “40 days and 40 nights

    1. MrBinks says:

      Everything but the inclination to write more than 100 words, yeah! ;-D

      Thanks for the kind words. Very much appreciated.

  1. Ye Pirate says:

    This is definitely from the school of East European Theatre of the Absurd – great writing. Reminds me of Czech/Romanian Absurdist writers, a genre I particularly like. Really written in just the right tone, great kickoff line to start.

      1. Ye Pirate says:

        You really got it right. The tone was great. East Europeans I know regard this literature form very highly. But I think us Brits have it too, as everyone – ‘Waiting for Godot’ who never comes is a classic of the genre of course.

  2. sustainabilitea says:

    I particularly liked “cheesed off”, first, because I say it often and second, because it’s perfect for the grocery store scenario. πŸ™‚ Fun stuff and thank goodness for Swiss army knives!


    1. MrBinks says:

      I so enjoy trying to cram as much into these 100 word stories without trying to over-think it. My brain often doesn’t have the capacity to think, let alone OVER think so it’s safer that way.

      Glad you had fun reading; amazing what an interesting photo and 15 minutes can deliver.

      1. Linda Vernon says:

        It is isn’t it? I find with these challenges it goes the best when you step aside and let your brain have it’s way! Thinking really slows things down for me. HA!

  3. MrBinks says:

    Witty and magical? Me or the story?

    Isn’t it fun that there ISN’T any more. Too much of a good thing, and all that… (wait, that sounded really big headed. I mean to say… oh… never mind.)

    Thanks for the comment!

  4. MrBinks says:

    I think this has been my most popular one to date – many thanks to all of you that have taken the time to read and comment.

  5. Steve B says:

    I loved it. Reminds me of “The Phantom Tollbooth” for some reason. Great tone to the narrative. Funny how he get’s “cheesed” about something so silly when he’s in the midst of catastrophe. Fun read!

  6. zookyworld says:

    A wildly fun scenario you conjured up. Your various details set the scene perfectly to cause me to imagine it. Hopefully, Percy will fashion an adequate vessel out of empty baked bean tins (40 days of eating beans? hello stomach ache!). Remind me to bring swim fins next time I go to the grocery store.

  7. Jan Brown says:

    This was great, providing some hilarious imagery, especially the barge! But I hope he’s going to use the knife to open another can—not planning to use the knife on himself???

    1. MrBinks says:

      You’re the first person (other than myself) to notice the darker option here. Changes the kids story angle somewhat, don’t you think πŸ˜‰

  8. annisik51 says:

    You’ve used interesting contrasts in this tale. There are those 40 days and 40 nights, which suggests it’s going to be a serious, perhaps religious/spiritual/moral tale to do with The Great Flood which was sent to cleanse the world; and also of Lent, which is to do with self-sacrifice. Then you introduce some great and comic visuals (the rafts, especially). The Swiss Army knife, so specific that it suggests it’s significant. Nothing is resolved. Good read. Ann

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