Short Fiction

Spotted Jack Kerouac and a few of
his beat friends, discussing how
life could be beautiful.
Thought I would and give a listen
to their back and forth ideas, and
believe me, it was all good. It seems
the flow of their words was all
encompassing, never shouting, smiles
all around.
When they are done, they will go their
separate ways, only to meet up again,
soon.

The Swiss Spaghetti Harvest

The Swiss Spaghetti Harvest*

In 1957 the respected BBC news show Panorama announced that thanks to a very mild winter and the virtual elimination of the dreaded spaghetti weevil, Swiss farmers were enjoying a bumper spaghetti crop. It accompanied this announcement with footage of Swiss peasants pulling strands of spaghetti down from trees. Huge numbers of viewers were taken in. Many called the BBC wanting to know how they could grow their own spaghetti tree. To this the BBC diplomatically replied that they should “place a sprig of spaghetti in a tin of tomato sauce and hope for the best.”

 

*It was not a true story. It’s was a hoax.