Six Word Saturday . . .
FLASH FICTION FROM FIVE YEARS AGO

THE SILENCE WAS DEAFENING. Ah Julia I like this prompt, I always observe the silence. Those who have followed me for a long time, will know how moved I was when I visited Gallipoli, and may have read my poem.
11 am November 11th
The silence was deafening. But I heard the first whisperings in my head as I stepped out of the car; Anzac was like an echo chamber full of young men.
Tell my wife I love her, kiss my little girl, tell mum my savings are in a box under the floor, dad I’m sorry, Mary forgive me? I didn’t confess Padre.
Yes, I’ll do my best. One at a time, I’ll make a list.
They always laughed when I said I hear voices, keep taking the medication, they said. Now, finally, I’ve found my vocation. Spirit messenger.
Come and join in with the challenge here,
http://jfb57.wordpress.com/2012/11/12/100-word-challenge-for-grown-ups-week66/




and an ancient lintel with a heavy load to bear.
Here’s a photo for you Jude!
One of the towers
a village street
There are two ancient gates to the fort, Porto Romano to the south, and this I believe is Porto Fiorentia to the north.
I hope you like this pretty little place, can you imagine Russel Crowe striding through the streets? I’d be quite happy to bump into him.







If you start walking by the lifeboat station on Marine Drive, then up the cliff to the needle, it’s less than a mile and a half. If you keep going you reach Sandy Bay, with it’s caravan park in another mile. So this walk could take less that an hour, if only there weren’t such wonderful distracting views!
and our talented singer 





