John doesn’t originate from Humpbuckle-on-sea, a fact he’s reminded of, whenever he proposes a change the locals don’t like.
“It wouldn’t work. Not here. You don’t understand, you’re not Humpbucklen.”
“It makes my blood boil,” he complains to his dog.
Kipper – Humpbuckle born and bred – just stares back.
This is the forty-first story in the series of Humpbuckle Tales. Each story is precisely 50 words long. They are meant to be independent stories, but if you read them all you will find each one adds another piece to the puzzle – there is a bigger story that is being told.
This story was first published on my Hive blog (@felt.buzz) and you can find all the stories on the @humbuckletales Hive account – at the time of posting this I have just published Tale number 76. On Hive I publish 12 stories per week (Monday to Saturday one story per day and then six 50-word stories in one post on a Sunday).
You can watch the author read the first 22 Humpbuckle Tales on YouTube or you can listen to it as a podcast.