Welcome to Day 6 of the Third Annual A to Z Challenge! This post is late because I've been so hectic over the last two days… and will be just as busy over the next two days… it means that I haven't visited as many blogs as I did within the first three days *le sigh*
My theme – my 26 fiction posts will revolve around something musical – it could be anything, as long as it's musically-related… maybe a song title, an artist/band, musical terminology, musical instruments, words relating to sound/rhythm/movement/dance etc.
MUSICAL ASSOCIATION/CONNECTION. FIDDLER – a person who plays the violin, especially one who plays folk music.
Reginald Hutchinson was something of an oddity.
A real piece of work, happy-go-lucky and always upbeat, with a heart of gold.
He was finicky and fussy, too.
But most of all – he loved to fiddle.
Now I’m not talking about playing the violin oh my word, no!
He loved to fiddle with this and that. He tinkered with an assortment of appliances – the faulty toaster, the rusty iron and the washing machine when it finally gave up after ten years of unfailing loyalty.
He pottered about in the kitchen where he had an array of tiny plants and different herbs in window boxes. He nurtured them lovingly, giving them the perfect amount of food and water combined with the correct number of hours exposed to the sunshine, all year round.
Armed with garden tools and matching gloves, he tended the flower beds in the outside garden, watering, weeding, digging, and the flowers seemed to flourish under care. He was quite the green-fingered fusspot!
He was prim and proper when it came to his outward appearance. Since he was not in the habit of purchasing clothes, he spent time mending odd articles of clothing, sewing missing buttons and fixing hems that had come undone.
To the townsfolk, despite the eccentricities, he appeared harmless enough…
Little did they know what lay beneath the carefully constructed smokescreen…
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