The lengths people will go to

“Come on Fred, play the game! You know I had a whole row of runner beans here last night! Good straight ones too! Like as not prize winners if I’m any judge!” Joe said as he looked forlorn at the plants, tall and strong on their bamboo framework. Broad leaved and healthy, fine specimen plants now bereft of crop, the evidence of empty stalks all too clear.

“I don’t know what on Earth you’re talking about Joe” Fred replied, walking his own rows, selecting the long, thick bean pods to batch together into neat groups of equal length ready for the horticultural show. “I told you, you should have put up that pigeon netting you daft old sod!”

Joe looked, his mouth drawn into a harsh line, disbelief in his eyes as his friend of forty years finished selecting, and turning away walked back to his shed, the prize for best runner beans ensured for another year…


About Autistic writing

Im 46, autistic and vocal about it, a specialist autism mentor in higher education, embarking on my MEd in adult autism, autistic advocate and campaigner, writer and co-founder of asP - the autism strategy partnership #differentnotdamaged #askaboutasP

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