It’s another story of exactly 100 words, tried funny but ended up a bit sad, Oh well! There words are not part of the story!
The Good King had misread the signs he was getting from Stephen, and the feast of largely meat and red wine was rejected due to Stephen eating only what falls from the tree.
Some say living with a Teetotaller Fruitarian was awful, as Jack Spratt attested after his wife found eating lean was no longer for her.
Heartbroken, he changed his name to ordinary Mr Wenceslas, and moved away from the mountains to Wisbech in the Fens.
Now on the anniversary of The Feast of Stephen he looks out over the Jenkins’ apple orchard; and thinks of Stephen.
The Count Of North Clifton 
I can’t make out whether or not Stephen was the feast. Regardless, bon appetit.
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That would have been a good idea, in my blog he was the unrequited love interest, the good King had to leave as his love was not returned.
It’s a load of nonsense really but I do enjoy it!
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There are some real teetotaler fruitarians in this world.
Imagine all what they have to go through…
– Anita
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I’m sure there’s a very large number of practicing teetotalling fruitarians. Although they’d be spoilt for choice with booze in my uncles cellar!
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Is this like some weird warning about veganism? 🙂
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No, specifically fruitarianism, never trust a teetotal one!!
This is my third FF and I’ve always included fictional characters of the past, and where they are now theme. This one was tricky, I needed some one looking out of a window and Good King Wenceslas fitted the bill! Check out my other two, I think they’re better
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Left a bit of a sour taste but somehow it went well with the meat during main course.
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Dear Shrawley,
Your story is a feast for the senses. I raise my avocado.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks for reading Rochelle! I love this Friday thing!!
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Glad you do. Hope you’ll swing by and read my story. 😉
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I think I have, it was about a grandfather right? I’ll check it out again if that’s no it! There’s so much to read!!
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There is a lot to read. Yes, mine was about Mr. Rogers and the influence his grandfather had. 😉
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What a free-wheeling imagination! Fancy thinking anybody would choose to live in Wisbech! (Only joking…I think…) Nicely told, Shrawley
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Thank you so much! I drove through Wisbech a few months ago, I reckon it’d be pretty grim in the winter!
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Never heard of a teetotaler fruitarian before. I was just enjoying a succulent piece of roast beef 🙂
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I’m sure they exist, in my head!! Thanks for reading
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Lovers fall out over the simplistic of things, but food – oh no.
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Oh well… Food is a most important part of any relationship. Hell, I won’t even date you if you are a “fuss-ass”… 😉
Vegan, fruitarian, teetotaler? Fuggedaboutit…
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Great piece. Well-written.
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Thank you very much
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