Friday Fictioneers – Cambridge Backs


The river slips away languid beneath the punt. Clare College stands sentinel. Oh, I belong here where Bertrand Russell and Wordsworth once lazed.

“We never step in the same river twice,” I declare grandly.

She yawns and nods. “Heraclitus.” Then adds, “Trying not to step into the river is best.”

The pole sticks. In a moment I will have to choose: let go; or hang on, balancing atop while she and the boat drift away. But, with a heave, it pulls loose. I stagger, rocking the punt. She giggles.

This is not how it was supposed to be.


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

61 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Cambridge Backs

  1. Love it! Nostalgia and affection come through here. How many times has this story played out along the backs… Punting is not the ideal activity when you’re trying to impress I feel – too much scope for looking like a complete idiot!

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  2. Oh how hard it can be to impress the lady of our desires… having her giggle at him must have been quite the sucker punch – unless he gets over it and it becomes one of their stories 😉

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  3. Sometimes we try too hard to impress, although this little giggle should have been an excuse to tip together into the water. See who is laughing now. Our hero would have to conduct a rescue mission–set to poetry of course.

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  4. Very idyllic, with a slight frosty but friendly flirty undertow or current. Lovely sensory descriptions, I could feel the squelching of the sucking mud as if I was right there. Cheers!

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