
There’s a baker’s boy. Alfred. He’s pushing his bicycle up the steep cobbled lane. Dvorak’s New World Symphony swells. And I am transported back to a simple untroubled age of honest labourers and glittering toffs.
As the boy reaches the top of the hill, one of his loaves falls from the basket and tumbles down the lane. With a sigh, he retraces his steps. The conductor mops his brow and taps his baton as the lad collects the loaf and begins his trudge back up again.
Alfred made this Abbey wall. He burned the cakes. The Danes are coming.
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As a note of explanation to non-Brits, this lane featured in a bread advert and Alfred was King of the Anglo Saxons in the late 9th Century. The story is a reflection on the way we create and recreate historical myths. 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

Thanks for adding that information!
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It seemed necessary in this case. I could have also explained that Alfred united the Anglo Saxon kingdoms in a war on the Viking invaders, and that there is a charming story of him burning the cakes he had been left to tend when he was in hiding from the Vikings earlier in his life. The goodwife who had left him to tend the cakes boxed his ears for his transgression
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Thanks again 🙂
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I agree with Reena. Thanks for adding that additional information.
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My pleasure
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The image of a young boy trudging his bike up the hill like Sisyphus to the tune of New World Symphony is priceless and my little half-smile is emerging once again. Nicely evocative tale, Neil.
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Thanks so much, Nancy
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Dear Neil,
I appreciate the historical info. Fascinating. Yes. We have our historical myths in the States, too. 😉
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Lovely word: trudge, and I remember that era and its illusion of honest labourers and glittering toffs. Another enjoyable look askance at life.
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Thanks so much, Jilly
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Though not a Brit, I an an anglophile. I think that happens a lot to people who teach history and English 🙂 Anyway, I was familiar with all the references except the bread advert. Really enjoyed your take on this picture.
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Thanks so much, Linda. There was bit of Greek myth thrown in for good measure
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I really like what you’ve done here, Neil. Ancient and relatively modern!
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Thanks so much, Keith
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Thanks for adding the explanation, Neil. That definitely helps give the story depth for us who don’t know the background. 🙂
-David
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I should have added that the wall in the picture was built by King Alfred
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The story of our times, slogging away for a slice of our daily bread.
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It was ever thus
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I’m not familiar with the history, but I particularly loved how the second paragraph and how it ended. What an image!
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Thanks so much, Angela
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Hovis – it seemed to depict all that was wholesome and good about life. I wonder what would be the appropriate symbol today. Glad you remembered the advert – i loved the music.
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I’m not sure there is an equivalent symbol today. Thanks, Sandra
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the background info did help in reading your story. well done.
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Thanks so much
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I remember the advert, great blending of myth and television. Clever stuff
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Thanks so much
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This is a fascinating tale, past woven into the present skillfully. Of course the context matters and it’s difficult to provide it in such a short piece. I’ve heard of Alfred (lots of documentaries about the Vikings, Lindisfarne etc. on ARTE atm.) but didn’t know he was a baker’s boy.
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Thanks so much. To be clear, Alfred (the only British King to be given the labe;l “the Great”) eas not a baker’s boy. He was the son of Aethelwulf, King of the West Saxons. His legendary association with baking was while he was in hiding in the marshes from the Viking invasion. His host, a peasant woman, asked him to mind the wheaten cakes on the fire but he forgot and allowed them to burn
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Thank you. I was wondering about that, don’t know anything about his background.
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Thank you for the explanation because I didn’t know what to think after reading it. Thanks to Bernard Cornwell I have a passing knowledge of Alfred.
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I’ll try not to do it again
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thanks for the additional info, the story made for sense to this Kiwi. Expressions like ‘earning a crust’ spring to mind when reading.
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Thanks so much, Fleur
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You are welcome 😊
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Excellent! (Once I had an explanation)
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Thanks so much, Dawn
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