Good afternoon, from a surprisingly sunny, yet chilly, kingdom of Shrawley, ruling seat of Worcestershire and about as far away from the sea as you can get. What a fab day it is to join in with this fine rabble of wordsmiths that is the Friday Fictioneers, once again hosted by the amazing Rochelle. Thanks also to Caeyr for providing the photo which actually makes me want to go there right now, well after I’ve cooked the kids supper.
So I’d best get my thinking cap on, which I have, so…
On My Marks…
Get Set…
GO!!!
Weed had escaped with the help of Bill and Ben from the Flower Zoo or “Garden” as folk in denial called them, and disappeared; no one heard from them for years.
Until Weed was spotted in a tobacco kiosk buying Rizzla papers on El Hierro. Her leaves were tatty and torn, dried and curled at the ends. As she fidgeted and scratched her head, seeds fell to the cobbles.
Bill and Ben had not been seen for months as she shuffled up her steps to her front door, head bowed, she sadly contemplated the flowerpots in her own little Zoo.
Boom!!! 100 words on the nose, and I like this one, my daughter was talking about Shakespeare, its obviously rubbed off, or not!!
Enjoy
The Count Of North Clifton 
Oh had Shakespeare only written Bill and Ben! Nice trip down memory lane
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Dear Shrawley,
A fun story on its own. But I will admit I’m not making the connection. My knowledge of Shakespeare is woefully limited.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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The is no connection, I’m merely gaining inspiration from my daughter who was writing about Shakey!
The story stands alone, ignore my ramblings!!
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Poor Weed. Only a walk on part in the modern reversion is left for him…
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I tried to make out weed killed the flowerpot men and dismantled them, planting flowers on his doorstep! That was the idea anyway!!
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So, no invite to the remake in that case? 😉
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Sorry!!
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Ah, interesting tale!
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Thanks
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I’m reading this and I keep thinking of Bob and Bill, founders of AA – which has nothing to do with weed.
Oy. Blame my frazzled brain from lack of sleep resulting from this moving shizzle…
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Bill and Ben the flowerpot men! Maybe it’s just a brutish thing in which case you’ve got no chance, it’d be like explaining the laws of cricket!!
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I figured. Not all things British transferred to Canada 😁
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No sometimes they don’t, we had all the best telly! Although to be fair I was born an few years too late to fully appreciate Bill and Ben, it was in Black and White!!
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It’s always nice to find out what happened to childhood heroes after the fame and fortune deserted them. Though it always seems to be quite a sad tale… 🙂
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It alkways is the support wasn’t there you see, they got chewed up and spat out, fame and money and all the drugs they could take; it’d never end well!
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That took me back.
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Thanks for reading!
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All about the weed 😀
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I’ll be hearing ‘little weeed’ in my head all day now! I always wondered what happened to the three of them.
My go at Friday Fictioneers!
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In my head weed dismantled the flower pot men and used them to keep flowers
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What pure escapism. Poor Weed. Poor Bill and Ben. Too much flobolobbing me thinks.
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it would be awesome if they meet again someday.
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Weed killed them and planted flowers in them on her doorstep, that’s what I reckon
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I was so relieved to read your response to Rochelle. I couldn’t make the Shakespeare connection, and I DO have a pretty good handle on the Bard 🙂 Fun story, though, as always.
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Bill and Ben, now there are a couple of chaps I haven’t seen in a while. I wonder how Little Weed is getting on?
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Weed has dismantled B&B and has regretted killing her friends ever since, she’s a broken plant
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“Flower Zoo or “Garden” as folk in denial called them” – what a gorgeous concept! I shall never feel the same way again about the runner beans and roses, the pears and the pansies, the strawberries and the sweetcorn…
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Prisoners all!
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Someone needs to call Ben and Bill again to banish Weed for good.
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I was trying to figure it out and not succeeding until I found out it was an old British TV show. Then I didn’t feel so stupid. I’m from the U.S. It was well written though. 🙂 — Suzanne
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It was a black and white tv show, a little before my time!
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I must admit this went over my head somewhat. The Flower Zoo gave me a chuckle. Never thought of it that way. And what happens when they are forced to grow next to bulbs or perennials they do not like? An intriguing tale, as always.
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Thanks, bill and Ben the flower pot men, it was an old BBC tv programme
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