“What Pegman saw” is a weekly challenge based on Google Streetview. Using the location provided, you must write a piece of flash fiction of no more than 150 words. You can read the rules here. You can find today’s location on this page, from where you can also get the Inlinkz code. This week’s prompt is the Faroe Islands. When Hitler overran Denmark, Britain occupied the Faroe Islands to deny him a strategic base in the North Atlantic.
Nordragota, Faroe Islands, Kingdom of Denmark | Google Maps
November was a rotten month for starting my new job as civilian secretary of the British Consul to the Faroe Islands. There were six hours of gloomy daylight, shortening every day. Even without air-raids the drabness made the war feel real.
But the family I lived with were lovely. Johanna, the matriarch, let me help about the house; and twice a week she let me join in the chain dance, holding her youngest son Olavur’s hand and chanting words I didn’t understand.
“You are my daughter,” said Johanna. “Four boys I bore, but no girls. Now I have you, Catherine.”
Winter ebbed, and the men went to sea. Then, on March 28th 1942, the trawlerNyggjaberg was sunk by the Germans and Johanna lost three of her sons.
She didn’t smile for two years – not until she first cuddled my newly born son, while Olavur, proud dad, looked on joyfully.