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First Sight

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“Your grandfather used to run coal up and down this canal,” said Elizabeth’s grandmother, hands stuffed deep into the pockets of her coat and they squidged through the muddy footpath side by side.

“My father was a farmer just over there. One day there was a knock on the door. There he was, covered in soot and wrestling this poor, soaked ewe into submission on the doorstep. Well he looks up at me and says mam, you need to fix your bloody fence. The canal is not a ship dip trough.

I dam near asked him to marry me then.”


(100 Words)

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Carol Forrester is a twenty-four year old writer trying to be a better one. Don’t ask her what her hobbies are because the list doesn’t get much beyond, reading, writing and talking about the same. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University and various poems and stories scattered across the net. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry’s. Most recently, her poem ‘Sunsets’ was featured on Eyes Plus Words, and her personal blog Writing and Works hosts a mass of writing from across the last five years. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and is always open to writing more and hosting guest bloggers here on Writing and Works. With hopes of publishing a novel in the next five years and perhaps a collection or two of smaller works, Carol Forrester is nothing if not ambitious. Her writing tries to cover every theme in human life and a lot of her work pulls inspiration from her own eccentric family in the rural wonders of Shropshire life.


  1. Lovely piece. I could just imagine wrestling a ewe into submission on the doorstep. 🙂 A great piece of history, and I loved her matter of fact ‘dam near asked him to marry me.’

  2. Great touch of history. If it weren’t for the sheep they might never have met.

    should “and they squidded be as they squidded? If not , please ignore me. Love the use of squidded by the way.

    • Thank you. The picture made me think of the walks my gran used to take my sister and I on near the Market Drayton canal, and when we were walking she would tell us a little bit of the history of what it was used for. As far as the sheep goes it’s what they do, no matter what the fence, they will find a way to escape.

  3. Dear Carol,
    I was a little confused at the end of the first paragraph. Did you mean pockets of her overcoat? Anyway, the second stanza cleared everything up and made me smile. I too, enjoy those “love at first sight” stories.

    • Thank you, I’m glad the second paragraph cleared it all up, though I did mean the pockets of her overcoat. This was one of those piece where I really wanted a few extra words but being a goody-two-shoes I didn’t really want to go over.

  4. Dear Carol,

    I’m with Russell. It looks as though auto-correct got hold of your ‘of’. Good story though and great dialog and characterization. Well done.



    • Oh drat it, I thought he meant I’d failed to say which pockets she had her hands in. I’ll fix that right away. Thanks for the comment. 😀

  5. Lovely story – it reminds me of ones my Grandma used to tell us. 🙂 The image of him wrestling the ewe into submission on the doorstep is wonderfully vivid.

  6. This is an absolutely wonderful story. You paint such a vivid picture of the scene with your words. I loved the inherent joy that she experienced in that memory!

  7. Forgive me if I’m baa-ing up the wrong tree, but I wondered whether you’ve used the word ‘dam’ – rather than ‘damn’ deliberately, giving your story both watery and anthropormorphic dimensions. 🙂 Nice story even if not.

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