Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Ted Strutt for his photo prompt.
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‘Tina what’s this wreck of a picnic doing here ?’
‘It ain’t no picnic Shirley, it was a rave..’
‘What ?Cucumber and the odd crisp ?
‘Yeh, but look over here — empty canisters’.
‘What of Tina ?’
‘Laughing gas, my bro told me about it, says it makes you wild, take your clothes off ? Yuck, who’s this man ? Park attendant.’
‘I cleared seven bags of rubbish from this one spot. Shocking. These people use the park as a dump. Girls who does that girls ? They should watch tv like normal people.’
‘Shirley, how do we get in on the next rave ?’
June 9, 2020 at 9:29 am
Well, we did rock and blues festivals when we were younger, doesn’t seem too different to me.
It seems the FF demographic is far above the age for raves.
June 7, 2020 at 7:57 pm
This doesn’t sound like a lot of fun… but maybe after months of lockdown, anything is fun.
June 8, 2020 at 1:57 pm
Great comment Bjorn. I get all happy about being able to get takeaway coffee ! How sad is that ?
June 7, 2020 at 1:11 am
Nicely written, and makes me even more positive than ever that I’d never want to attend a rave!
June 8, 2020 at 2:17 pm
Thanks for your comment Linda, you sound quite definite about that !
June 5, 2020 at 9:20 pm
I’m not a big fan of crowds let alone something called a rave. Nicely done.
June 6, 2020 at 3:05 pm
Thanks for your comment Rochelle. I’m with you about raves. A relative of mine lives next to a park and told me about it.
June 5, 2020 at 3:54 am
I hear that the laughing gas really brings out the lack of any taste whatsoever in the cucumber 🙂
June 6, 2020 at 3:30 pm
Great comment Ali ! Begs the question does cucumber have any taste whatsoever ?
June 4, 2020 at 9:43 pm
I never did understand the appeal of a rave. is there a nice classical concert playing in a park somewhere?
June 5, 2020 at 6:18 am
I once worked with a fellow who said that, after work, he was going to the big bar down the street, to party with 300 strangers. He was strange enough to fit right in. I don’t see the attraction. 😯
June 5, 2020 at 10:48 am
To each his own, I guess!
June 6, 2020 at 5:11 pm
Thanks for your comment, you make an interesting observation about your strange colleague fitting in with ,presumably, strangers.
June 6, 2020 at 4:17 pm
Thanks for your comment Dale. Think raves appeal to the younger ones who are that way inclined ?
June 6, 2020 at 4:23 pm
My pleasure. And yes, methinks so. I’m too old for that 😉
June 4, 2020 at 3:56 pm
Might have been fun once, but not now!
June 6, 2020 at 4:24 pm
Thanks for your comment Keith. Are you feeling a little bit nostalgic ?
June 7, 2020 at 10:05 am
You could say that!
June 4, 2020 at 10:14 am
Whatever floats your boat, I guess. Wouldn’t do it for me.
June 6, 2020 at 4:25 pm
Thanks for your comment Sandra. Not my cup of tea !
June 4, 2020 at 4:47 am
Raving mad, maybe 🙂
June 6, 2020 at 4:35 pm
Thanks Crispina. Each to their own I guess ?
June 6, 2020 at 5:44 pm
June 3, 2020 at 9:35 pm
I can see the little silver canisters just off-shot
June 6, 2020 at 4:36 pm
That’s a great image you describe Neil, I like it very much.
June 3, 2020 at 8:08 pm
That kind of partying is so way over my head
June 6, 2020 at 4:43 pm
Thanks for your comment Larry. Raves are a whole other ‘zone’ I reckon.
June 3, 2020 at 7:55 pm
Not my idea of a good night, I’ll stick to TV 🙂
June 6, 2020 at 4:46 pm
Thanks for your comment Iain, TV definitely a safer bet !