A Wedding Toast

Posted: July 6, 2019 in What Pegman Saw
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Today Pegman took us to Portsmouth, Hampshire, UK. Having never heard of it I zipped over to Google and found the HMS Victory and this gazebo. 149-words later I present Cuthbert-the-Cad.

Cuthbert and I were to be wed within this gazebo. Standing tall in my gold-trimmed dress, breathing in a mixture of wax from one-hundred candles and the scent of seawater, I noted him waving his hat from the deck of the HMS Victory. The jingle of the small silver bells hanging above my head turned to a cacophonious clang.

Surprise overwhelmed me, for although he mentioned Lord Nelson readying the ship for war, Cuthbert never broached the subject of joining the Battle of Trafalgar. My fiance was a physician, not a soldier.

Mother cried when I destroyed my dress. Father stormed when I threw my silk slippers into the sea.

I expected to be grateful upon Cuthbert’s return. Unhurt he swaggered down the plank to whisper, “It was I who thought to preserve Nelson’s body in a barrel of brandy.”

“Pour yourself a toast,” I replied before turning away.

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Comments
  1. Joy Pixley says:

    Poor Cuthbert learned the hard way: there are some things you can’t keep from your lady love and not expect to face consequences!

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  2. Prior... says:

    Sad…. and well
    Done on bringing us to the setting – I could smell wax and seawater – almost

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  3. k rawson says:

    Great to see you Lish!

    Oh my word, that Cuthbert really had his priorities messed up. Although the narrator has a temper that is not to be trifled with! The voice was perfect. I could see (and smell) it all!

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  4. Love the rhythm in this piece, Lish.

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  5. Hey, Lish, this was goofily great. You have now visited my hometown. I hope you liked. That smell of and that toning and frying of the sea is alive in this piece.

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