The Islands in the Bay – Chapter (182) St Stephen’s Day

 

It was Boxing Day and Dave Radcliffe and Charlotte Pickford were on their way to the Sword and Shield, and the reason they were on their way there was because they showed live football in the bar and United were playing Liverpool.

Dave was a Man Utd fan, from a long line of United fans and it was an important match, well to be honest it was always an important match when United played Liverpool, but this one was more important than normal.

“I have a confession to make,” Charlotte said.
“Oh? What?” he asked her “Are you married?”

“Not that I remember” she replied “and I would hope if I were, I wouldn’t be standing in a bus shelter kissing another man”

He thought about it for a moment, and she could have been married for all he knew, he hadn’t known her for long and they’d only had their first proper date on Christmas Eve, so there was a lot he didn’t know about her.

Her name was Charlotte Pickford, and she was new to the island, her family had moved into the house next door to his parents, two weeks before Christmas from somewhere in Downshire.

He liked the look of her from the first minute and asked her out the first chance he got, but it took him almost 2 weeks before he wore her down and she said yes.

It was kind of an instant attraction thing, certainly for me, and since the first attraction had gradually deepened, he was now head over heels in love with her.

But on Boxing Day they were on their way to the pub to watch the match when they stopped for an intimate interlude in the bus shelter.

“What then?” he asked
“I’ve been dreading saying this” she said, and Dave was really worried and wasn’t sure he wanted to know, but Charlotte took a deep breath, and he braced himself

“I’m a Liverpool supporter” she said and closed her eyes and grimaced, but it took a moment for the full implications of her statement to sink in.

“I think I would have preferred it if you were married” Dave said, so she moved close into him and asked

“Do you mean you would prefer a married woman to be in love with you rather than a Liverpool supporter?”

“She loves me” he said to himself, and he wasn’t sure if that shocked him more than the fact, she supported Liverpool.

“I'm sorry,” she said “Not much of a Christmas present for my new boyfriend I’m afraid”
But she couldn't have been more wrong, it was the perfect Christmas present, Charlotte Pickford loved him.

The Islands in the Bay – Chapter (181) Christmas Day

 

Christmas morning began with a frosty glaze decorating the rooftops and lightly dusting the evergreens and as the bells rang out to celebrate the birth of the Lord the joyous faithful arrived under a clear blue sky.

It was a most glorious Christmas morning and spirits were high.

At St Joan of Arc’s, Reverend Cheryl Mackender was in great form conducting her first Christmas Morning service in front of Reverend Matthew Lines smiling in the front row. 

Arielle was not in attendance at St Clara’s in Spaniards Creek as Midnight Mass had taken too much out of her so Reverend Henry Noble presided over the service.

Afterwards it took some while for the Church to empty as everyone wanted to give their best wishes to Arielle.

 

In the days preceding Christmas Molly and Danny had been inundated with invitations to share Christmas dinner and were quite overwhelmed by people’s kindness, but in the end, they decided to decline all the invitation’s so they could enjoy a wonderful Christmas lunch, just the two of them, where they ate too much, drank too much and then had the present opening after lunch as per Molly’s tradition.

 

Back in June on one of their walks when they were crossing a stream, Stuart Cameron caught sight of something glistening in the water, so he knelt on the bank and reached down and picked it up, it was an irregular shaped piece of aviation Perspex about the size of a cigarette packet.

He assumed it originated from a German World War Two aircraft, a Messerschmitt probably, and likely fell to earth as a result of cannon fire or flak.

 

Following the find Stuart began fashioning it into two items,

He had done everything he could do himself, but he needed help from one of his patients, Daniel White, at Longlake Farm, who made jewellery as a hobby so one Sunday he drove out to the Farm so that he could finish off the pieces with gold mountings so they could be worn on a chain.

One of the items he had given her was a perfectly crafted Dolphin for 39th Birthday and the other one he had kept for Christmas. 

“It’s beautiful” she exclaimed as she took the Celtic Cross from the box.

Deborah Woodward had a faith, but she was not a churchgoer, it was hatches, matches and dispatches only for her.

“You are amazing” she said and kissed him “I really love you”

 

In mid-December Dale Power offered to take Eden Hills Christmas shopping on the mainland one afternoon and they had a great shopping expedition which culminated in a tender kiss.

There were many more dates and many more kisses between then and Christmas Day.

They had to spend Christmas Morning and have Christmas lunch with their families, so they didn’t get together until 4 o’clock at her parents’ house which was when they opened their presents, Eden had never done Christmas presents with a boyfriend before and she was very excited indeed, almost as excited as she was with the shopping trip when he kissed her in the Shopping Centre.  

Her parent were in the lounge watching TV, so Eden took Dale into the dining room.

There was a small Christmas Tree on the table, and she had placed his present under the little tree as Dale looked on.

“Happy Christmas” she said excitedly and handed a little gift bag to him. 

“Ok” he said laughing and he took the package and inside the gift bag was a little bundle wrapped in tissue paper, and inside that was a little square gold embossed jewellers’ box, and when he opened the hinged box, he found a pair of platinum cufflinks bearing his initials.

“They’re lovely” he said and then he joined Eden and kissed her.

“Your turn” he said and placed her gift under the tree and brought out a small parcel.

“I’ve never had a Christmas present from a boyfriend before” she said

“Well you have one now, open it” he urged “Open it”

“I want to enjoy every second of it” Eden said

When she had carefully removed the paper, she put it on the table and opened the gift box and inside she found a gold charm bracelet, bearing five charms, an anvil and a horseshoe, (symbolizing how they met while he was blacksmithing), a heart inscribed with her name (for love), a Christmas tree (to mark the season), and a crucifix (as a mark of faith).

“Wow” she exclaimed “it’s beautiful”

“You can add to it as a record of our life together” Stephen added

“What forever?” she asked

“For ever” he confirmed before adding “I love you”

“And I love you too” she responded, and they embraced, and the nature of that embrace led to them having to adjourn to her bedroom.

The Islands in the Bay – Chapter (180) The Fourth Sunday of Advent and Christmas Eve

 

Christmas Eve was a busy day for the clergy with the Sunday service in the morning including lighting the fourth Advent Candle and then at 11 o’clock at night they had Midnight Mass.

It was also a busy day for families as parents made final preparations for the big day as their children’s excitement reached fever pitch.

 

Fifty-year-old Elizabeth Rodriguez was staying on St Giles with her cousin Shelagh Marks for Christmas, and despite the weather she took a walk around Hastings Lake and the surrounding woodland on Christmas Eve with her Cockapoo, Brandy.

As she and Brandy enjoyed their surroundings she was stunned to bump into her old flame, Matthew Woods, who was also walking a dog, in his case it was a Jack Russell, who she discovered went by the name of Digger.

They were both so taken aback by the chance encounter that they parted with things unsaid and unasked questions unanswered.

 

Despite the intermittent snow showers, St Joan of Arc’s was well attended for Midnight Mass, even in the bitter cold.

And to the great delight of everyone in attendance at St Clara’s, Reverend Arielle Archer was in attendance for the Mass.

At both Churches the service began in semi darkness to add to the atmosphere.

Midnight Mass was very moving and at the stroke of midnight when the lights come up to signify the light of Christ in the world made it really Magical.

The Islands in the Bay – Chapter (179) Christmas Joy

 

Joy was the sole breadwinner in the Melbin family and her parents were very proud, but they were a poor family, her mother Sarah had Terminal Cancer, and her father Liam lost a hand the year before in a car accident.

It was a terrible weight that she had to bear on her 20-year-old shoulders, and she worked three jobs to pay the bills, and throughout December she picked up every extra shift she could to pay for Christmas and have enough to treat herself to a new laptop.

She had just reached the point where she could order a laptop when the universe ganged up on her and the boiler broke down.

They didn’t have boiler cover, and because of her mother’s illness it was important to have a working boiler.

She was able to get the boiler repaired promptly and set up breakdown insurance for it, but it meant the extra outgoings she wasn’t going to have enough to fund her new laptop, and she burst into tears.

Joy had just got her tears under control and was drying her eyes when there was a knock on the door and when she opened the door and saw Sam Hoban standing there, she broke down again.

“What’s wrong?” he asked with concern as he stepped towards her, but she couldn’t speak, so he quickly closed the door, and she threw herself into his arms.

 

Sam was literally the boy next door, and he worshipped Joy, though he had never told her that.

He was two years older and worked full time at the Beaumont Manor Hotel as a chef, he had just finished his shift for the day and thought he would pop in and have a chat, they were all getting together at his house that evening for Christmas Drinks but he didn’t expect he would get to speak to her on her own, so he figured it was best to do it when he knew she was alone in the house.

Her dad had taken her mum to the hospital for an appointment, and with just the two of them there was always the possibility that he might actually get around to asking her out, it would be his last opportunity before Christmas.

He had rehearsed at length what he was going to say, but he wasn’t prepared to find her in floods of tears.

It was some minutes before she had composed herself sufficiently to be able to speak, and when she began, she couldn’t stop, and told him about the Boiler, and the insurance and how her finances weren’t going to stretch to the new laptop.

“I’ll just have to make do,” she sobbed and then the tears flowed again.

 

Sam knew how hard she had worked, and how much she wanted the new laptop, and he also knew how much she wanted a particular laptop, she had talked about it often enough, and it almost broke his heart when she said she would just have to wait, and even then, she would probably have to get something cheaper.

“That’s not going to happen” he thought.

 

When he was sure she was ok, he made his excuses and left on the pretext of having to run an errand for his folks regarding that evenings get together, the real reason was something much more important.

 

He was at the front door to greet the Melbin’s that evening and directed Liam and Sarah towards the lounge, but he halted Joy’s progress.

“Come into the dining room for a minute” he said.

“Oh ok” she responded, she thought he probably just wanted to check to see if she was alright after her embarrassing display earlier, but she wasn’t sure, after all he’d made himself scarce as soon as he could, and she was a bit disappointed in him for that if truth be told.

Once inside the room he closed the door behind them and said.

“I just wanted to talk to you for a few minutes.”

“It’s alright I’m recovered now, there won’t be a repeat of my histrionics” she said flatly.

“No, it’s not that” he said, “I just wanted to do this away from prying eyes.”

Suddenly her heart started to flutter, and she had butterflies in her stomach as he spoke, could it be that he was finally going to ask her out?

“Oh”

“Well, it’s because you were so sad and disappointed this morning, so I got you a little Christmas present” he said.

“Is that all?” she screamed in her head but aloud she said.

“You shouldn’t have.”

Sam went behind the sofa and she braced herself for some cheesy gift but when he reappeared, he was carrying a brown cardboard box tied with a bright red ribbon.

“What’s this?” she said.

“Open it” he said, “It’s not the exact one.”

“The exact one what?” she asked confusedly.

“Open it and find out” Sam urged.

So, she untied the ribbon and lifted the flaps on the box and then she gasped, and her eyes widened with delight, and she smiled broadly.

It was a laptop, the same make and colour as the one she was going to buy, but the one she was staring at had all the software she needed preinstalled, better graphics and a bigger memory.

“Is it ok?” he asked.

“It’s perfect” she replied, “But is it for me?”

“Of course, it’s for you” Sam said and laughed.

“But why?” she asked, “Why would you spend so much on me?”

“Because you deserve it” he replied and then he took a deep breath before adding.

“And because I love you.”

Joy couldn’t believe her ears; did he really just say he loved her or was it just wishful thinking on her part?

“Can you say that again?”

“Because you deserve it” he said.

“No not that bit, the other bit” she explained.

“Because I love you” he said and smiled.

“You really said it? And I’m not dreaming?” Joy asked.

“I really said it and you’re not dreaming” he confirmed “Do you mind?”

“No, of course not, because I love you too” she replied, “And now I want to kiss you.”

The Islands in the Bay – Chapter (178) Snowblind

 

 

Danilo Franzo is the postman covering the southern half of Beaumont island and the island of St Giles he was only 25 years old and a hard worker, he also had a secret crush, Agnes Starr.

Agnes was the only child of a wealthy couple who were always off globetrotting, but Agnes had no interest in that lifestyle.

She did meet up with them for special occasions, but for the most part she stayed on the island, and although she had no need to work, she looked after her Cousin Oliver Kingham’s horses which where stabled at his yard adjacent to Kingham’s Saddle and Tack, which was also where she kept her own horse.

 

As it was the last working day before Christmas and after work his presence was requested at Philips Folly for Christmas drinks, which proved to be a very jovial evening and a little more of a boozy get together than he was expecting and the beer was as free flowing as the joviality, unfortunately when he left, he had imbibed a little too much to drive.

He had never been much of a drinker and the rest of the assembled group were more hardened drinkers.

Danilo set off down the road and he hadn’t gone more than a hundred yards when it started to snow and before long it was snowing so hard that he struggled to get his bearings so concentrated on keeping tarmac beneath his feet, and all was going well until he tripped on a curb stone and crashed into someone and they both fell to the floor in an untidy heap, when he scrambled to his feet he found he was outside Kingham’s Saddle Maker’s.

“Thank God,” he muttered before his thoughts turned to the cute girl that he loved, but then he remembered he had to help the other poor soul he had left on the ground.

“I’m so sorry” he said as he grabbed a handful of their belt and pulled the stricken body to its feet.

The individual muttered incoherently under their breath as they brushed themselves off and he got the impression his apology was not accepted, and when they began to turn in his direction he was bracing himself for a volley of unchristian language but to his great surprise he found the previously stricken figure to be Agnes Starr and the muttering scowling indignant face instantly changed to a beaming cute smile when she recognized the face of her assailant.

“Danilo” she said excitedly then cautiously gave a long look in the direction of the stable doorway, then in a quieter voice she continued

“I didn’t know it was you”

“Are you ok?” he asked

“I am now” she replied and glanced again at the door.

He looked her up and down and realized why he hadn’t recognized her before, she was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt instead of her customary jodhpurs.

She was still looking anxiously towards the stable as if she was worried about something, then she suddenly set her chin resolutely and steered him around the side of the building and kissed him passionately, which he reciprocated eagerly.

After a minute of mutual passion Oliver Kingham called from the stable doorway

“Agnes! Are you ok out there?”

Reluctantly they ceased their passionate exchange

“Yes, everything’s fine, I’ll be there in a moment” Agnes called back then she kissed him again.

“I have to go now” she said regretfully, and he looked at his watch

“I can wait until you finish” he suggested

“Oh yes please” she replied excitedly and then she rushed off.

“You do work in mysterious way Lord” he said looking to the heavens.

The Islands in the Bay – Chapter (177) St Thomas’s Day

 

After the defeat of King Harold at Hastings, a minor nobleman, Gilbert du Beaumont, claimed the Pepperstock Bay islands for himself, and took up residence on the larger Island which he promptly named after himself. 

He named the smaller island St Giles du Cabot in honour of his cousin and childhood friend who died of his wounds after the battle.

It was a rugged inhospitable and largely uninhabitable island surrounded by treacherous rocks. 

For hundreds of years following the dissolution of the monasteries a hardy community of Monks eked out a meagre existence before they had to share their seclusion when work on a lighthouse at Cabot point began in the middle of the 19th Century.

By the 21st Century, three quarters of the island is a Wildlife Sanctuary, there is a small Meteorological Station, a small Hotel, the Seaview, and the Monks, who now run St Giles’s religious retreat, which meant there was a population of between 50 and a 150 people, depending on the time of year. 

There is no Church on the Island but for those of a religious bent were always welcome at the St Giles Chapel.

 

St Giles is where Rachel Walker and Carla Moody first met and was also where Rachel fell head over heels in love, with Carla.

Rachel had worked at the Seaview Hotel since she left school, but Carla only joined in October, Rachel was from Beaumont Island and lived in at the Hotel whereas Carla lived on St Giles with her parents and brother.

She was three years younger than Rachel, but like her she was socially awkward, and lacked confidence.

As a result, they just smiled at each other for the first month, but at least sat at the same table for lunch, and by December they progressed beyond monosyllabic conversations, and in the week before Christmas they arranged to go Christmas shopping together in Pipershaven.

Rachel was a little concerned there might be an awkward silence on the ferry over, or at some point during the day as they had never spent more than half an hour at a time in each other’s company before that day.

She needn’t have worried as Carla chattered away for the whole journey, as she was so full of excitement.

 

Rachel had a lovely day, and she was pretty sure that Carla had too, so when they were heading back to the ferry, walking past the library, hands full of bags and chatting, Rachel formulated her plan.

Just after the library they turned left by the art gallery and down a cobbled alley which led to the dock, then they boarded the ferry and headed back to St Giles.

Carla was anxious to go and show her mum her purchases, but Rachel had other ideas.

So, as Carla had to walk past the Hotel to get to the cottage Rachel took hold of some of Carla’s bags and rushed up the path to the staff accommodation.

“Come on Carla” Rachel called “come in for a minute”

“Ok I’m coming” Carla called back “Just for five minutes though”

“Alright come in and close the door” she said and went inside Rachel’s room was the first door on the left.

Carla followed her in a bag in each hand and closed the door behind her as instructed, but as she went into the sitting room, she found Rachel standing in front of her holding up a sprig of mistletoe, and before she could react Rachel took her by surprise and kissed her,

“I didn’t think we were doing presents until Christmas Eve”

Carla said, dropped her bags and kissed her back. 

 

Carla had stayed much longer than five minutes when they shared a soft, gentle, and affectionate farewell kiss, before Rachel opened the door and Carla went home to share her news with her mum.

The Islands in the Bay – Chapter (176) The Christmas Wagon

 

Emily Parsley lived in St Pierre in what was previously her family’s home, and she had lived there all 26 years of her life; and she had lived alone in the house for 2 of those years.

She worked in St Pierre for the St Pierre and District Council, but she had many more strings to her bow.

Emily was very active in the church, at St Joan of Arc as well as farther afield.

This involved among other things, being a greeter at the church services, delivering Parish Magazines, helping at the Christmas Bazaar, Summer Fete, and Sunday School, you name it, and she did it and that was only on the island.

Her wider good works included the Soup Kitchens in Pipershaven, who were always desperate for volunteers.

The Christmas Wagon in St Pierre and Spaniards Creek, which was an old Mornington Brewery dray, pulled by two of the Beaumont shire horses, which was bedecked with tinsel and lights and carried on the back, a multi denominational choir singing Christmas Carols.

Emily was not however, among those going from door to door, as the wagon drove around the town, collecting donations in plastic buckets and handing out sweets to the excited children, no she was in the choir on the back of the Dray because she had the voice of an angel.

The wagon plied its festive trade on three consecutive nights on the week before Christmas, starting in the Townsquare they travelled on three different routes so that by the end of the third evening they would have covered all of the town, they then did a fourth trip through Spaniards Creek. 

The collectors with the buckets were dressed as Elves, whereas Emily and the other choir members were dressed in Victorian costume.

 

There were always plenty of helpers, most of whom she already knew, but there was often a new face or two, and that Wednesday was no difference, but one helper fell into both categories.

She had just got aboard the wagon when a voice behind her said

“My God its Herbie”

Only one person had ever called her Herbie, and that was Clayton Cooper, but she hadn’t seen him since they were at school together when they were 14, because he moved away from the island, she didn’t know where to.

She turned around to face the speaker,

“It is you” he said and laughed, and the schoolgirl crush she had on him as a 14-year-old girl flooded over her again, even though the tall man with broad shoulders and hands like shovels, short brown hair, neatly trimmed beard, and hazel eyes, was so different from the boy she worshipped, only his infectious laugh was the same.

“Clay!” she exclaimed

“The very same” he replied

“Not the same” she corrected him “but definitely you”

She had never believed in love at first sight or in soul mates, she thought them rather fanciful notions, the stuff of romantic fiction and sentimental movies.

That was until she met the grown-up incarnation of Clayton Cooper when she was instantly smitten, but she doubted he would feel the same.

“What are you doing here?” she asked

“The same as you”

“That’s not what I meant” she said, but then became aware that they were moving off

“Here we go” she said regretfully  

“I would love to catch up though” she called over her shoulder

“Me too” he shouted after her

 

She did catch sight of him a couple of times after that, the first time was when one of the Elves, Lily Farmer managed to trap him in a bus shelter armed with a bunch of mistletoe and only when she had satisfied herself in the pagan ritual did, she let him go.

Irrationally, having witnessed the kiss, she was not at all happy about it, but she did enjoy seeing him again.

The second time she saw him was when they returned to the square and she disembarked, when her own cousin Ellie kissed him and said goodbye.

Sadly, she never got to speak to him again, not that day at any rate.

 

As she walked back home, she was rerunning the evening’s events in her head and just as she opened her front door, her phone rang, so she stepped inside and answered it.

“Hello!”

“Hi Emily” her cousin Ellie said

“Guess who asked me for your number today?”

An hour later her phone rang again and this time it was Clayton and two days later they had their first date.