
The unmistakeable sound of young men behaving badly drifting across the water. Robert was drawn to investigate, and wandered round the bay.
He accepted a can of tasteless fizzy warm beer, declined a spliff, and answered questions about his trip and how he liked the island.
“What do you do?” he enquired of one man.
“I drink,” The reply came with a grin. “In my spare time I’m a policeman.”
The others, all of whom seemed to speak some English, chuckled, exposing teeth and gums stained bright red by betel nut.
Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here
True of a place called Nagaland, where the guys consume homemade liquor all day long, while the women work.
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True of one or two places
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Dear Neil,
I’d not heard the term spliff before. Nice subtle setting of the location with ‘betel nut.”
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks, Rochelle
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Back when I was a kid and knew people who smoked spiffs, some of them used the term, pronouncing it “spleef”. Looking it up, “spliff” is British, so maybe the kids I knew read the term and invented their own pronunciation? not sure.
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Yes I remember the term spliff from my teenage days. Great characters Neil.
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Thanks so much, Louise
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Really? And you a child of the sixties!!!
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Men on a mission. What a pity! My heart goes out to the women in their family. 😦
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Thanks for reading
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My pleasure.
https://stilllovedstillmissed.wordpress.com/2019/01/09/sweet-tooth/
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Great little snapshot – very visual. Nicely done, Neil. (Although I didn’t get the connection to the photo prompt.)
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Thanks, Susan. The connection was the bag of sea shells (island) and the mug (drink, hospitality)
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Great snapshot of dissolute lives, expertly crafted.
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Thanks so much, CE
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A carefree lifestyle, perfectly capped by the betel nut stain.
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Thanks, LInda
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Best to finish the beer and leave methinks!
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He agrees
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Excellent depiction of place and character here. It’s like the opening of a Graham Greene novel!
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Thanks so much, Joshua. The comparison is high praise
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Sounds like a great place to relax… unless you are worried about security 😉
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You always know where to find the police
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True, you do have a point.
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Nice piece, beautifully written. This can develop into a great plot !
Check out mine at https://trailbrooklane.blogspot.com/2019/01/the-jar.html
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Thanks so much
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What a relaxed story. Robert needs to move on.
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Robert isn’t entirely sure what his needs are
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Nice descriptive writing, picking out significant details like the betel stains. You catch a very laid-back atmosphere, that nevertheless could quickly turn nasty.
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Hopelessness always does have that potential
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A well-described scene, so many details. I don’t think he should stay too long though. =)
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Thanks so much, Brenda
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Nice underlayment of distrust and discomfort. These fellows spell trouble.
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Thanks so much, Alicia
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In this case, his curiosity didn’t kill him, but it did lead to an awkward and uncomfortable situation. Thanks for the education on betel nut. That was new to me.
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Thanks, Russell
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They did the betelnut thing in Rincha Island in Indonesia, too. But mostly it was something the old ladies did for hospitality.
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Full time drinker and part time policeman. Nice job. I can relate.
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Thanks, I was quite pleased with that touch
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The betel nut reference was something I could relate. Yes, there are men like that in certain parts of the country I come from, but thankfully there are good ones too. The vivid descriptions helped in creating the dismal mood here.
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Thanks Piyali
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Nice place, if you’re into that sort of thing!
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Thanks for reading
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Brilliant piece. I can hear the laughter and the chatter. Hope they’ve got plenty to snack on 😉
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Thanks, Laurie
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You gave a little snapshot of a place. A picture..
Don’t know what betel nut is though…
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thanks for reading, Marian
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This just brought the whole scene to life. To me it was like the start of one of those far eastern tales by Somerset Maugham. Nice one.
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Thanks so much.
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Spliff is a wonderful word, takes me back to my youth!!
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Isn’t it though?
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“the unmistakeable sound of men behaving badly “. Love that. Pretty sure I can hear Jimmy Buffett in the background too: wasting away again, in Margaritaville…
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Glad you liked that
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You got me to look up betel nut. A slice of a lazy life indeed. Well done, sir.
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Thanks, Dale
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Nice & relaxed.
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Thanks, Lisa. Perhaps a little sad too
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Nicely described. Those guys sound like trouble. Robert better get out of there.
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Thanks, Bernadette. I’ll pull him out
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‘Ey mon, pass the spliff. Don’t bogart the thing.
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Thanks, Stu
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I am sure he deserves break from his duty, every now and then. Nicely done, Neil.
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Thanks, Priya
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It sounds like a good place to steer clear of if you’re looking for a holiday destination. ‘Young men behaving badly’, warm beer, drunk policemen – ugh. Well told.
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I think there may be other things on the island. Everywhere has young men behaving badly
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From shells and sea-glass to spliffs and betelnuts – loved it!
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Thanks, Liz
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Such great pace and characters – really sets the scene 😊
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Thanks so much, Anna
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So much said in the specific 100 words our Purple Queen has asked of us.
BRAVO …
Isadora 😎
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Thanks so much, Isadora. You’re very kind. There weren’t enough words to quite make a full story.
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Sounds like the bar is the safest place to stay haha. Great write. I loved the semi-alcoholic policeman character.
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I’m quire besotted with him too
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Excellent slice of life. I have never heard the term spliff, always good to learn. Liked that the guy who drank was a policeman in his spare time, very humorous.
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Thanks so much, Sascha
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Neil, I’ve just returned from a week up around Australia’s Byron Bay which used to be hippy central along with an inland town called Nimbin until the 90s set in with its mantra “greed is good” and the yuppies and older folk took over. I didn’t come into contact with anything along those lines on this trip and was personally seeking out great coffee and cake, which has always been my thing.
BTW you captured the scene well although I had to look up a few words to find my way and received a bit of an education.
Best wishes,
Rowena
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Thanks so much, Rowena
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So much conveyed in just 100 words. Loved the setting and characters. I almost feel for Robert, stuck in a place like that.
A very relatable story.🙂
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Thanks so much, Moon. Actually, the place is pretty much paradise, but everywhere has its problems
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I’m imagining trouble from that lot, or is it just my imagination going made? A very clearly drawn scene in so few words. Loved that betel nut detail – gives us and idea of place
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Thanks, Lynn. This lot will make trouble, but not for Robert
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I’d avoid them like the plague! My pleasure Neil
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This is a great setting with intriguing and vivid descriptions. The young men seem to understand each other and there is hospitality and a bit of pulling the leg of the stranger. My idea of travelling well is to get involved with the locals. I don’t find the scene threatening, but maybe I misunderstand it.
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There is perhaps a possibility of violence, but not directed at Robert. In my mind, the situation of aimlessness is more sad than threatening
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I like this Neil, it encapsulates so much in so few words, ethos, lifestyle, attitude and way of thinking.
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Thanks so much, Michael
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I remember the term spliff in SA. A laid back story, with undercurrents of tension. The fact that he is a policeman means something could be up, soon.
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Sadly, there is no soon in 100 words
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Love the laid-back atmosphere you’ve created. As Rochelle mentioned, the reference to the betel nut is a clever way to indicate where the tale takes place.
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Thanks so much, Magarisa
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