(Part 01)
Sharpington-by-Sea is a traditional seaside resort complete with a Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf, The Palladium ballroom, well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre and illuminations, all the usual things to have a great time by the seaside, as well as amusement arcades and of course the Sharpington Fun Park.
Which was the first purpose built amusement park to open in Britain, which had an assortment of rides, like the Rotor and the Wild Mouse, The Cyclone and the Morehouse Galloper, all very tame compared to a 21st century roller coaster but still great fun.
It was also a popular resort for retirees and boasted a number of static caravan parks.
Seventeen year old Wendy Corney lived on the Potters Lane caravan park in Sharpington with her alcoholic mother.
She was a skinny waif with short mousy blonde hair which made her look like a shaggy dog.
Wendy was a tomboy, a pretty one with elfin features, but a tomboy none the less, and two things defined her, one was her mother who neglected her and the other was her inherent goodness, despite her low self-esteem, and all she needed was a break.
Which she eventually got as a result of a break in.
It was June 6th and her mother was passed out drunk on the sofa and Wendy was starving.
There was no food in the caravan and her mum had spent the last of the money on the booze that had led to her comatose state.
So she left her slob of a mother unconscious in the caravan and went out looking for food.
As she walked towards the town she saw Mr Goodman walking the other way, he was a retired school teacher and she knew where he lived and that he lived alone.
Once in his back garden, she stood and stared at the bungalow and wondered what she should do next.
She’d never stolen before, but she was desperate and it was that or rummage through the bins behind the chicken shop.
Wendy hated her mother for driving her to the brink but she hated herself more for letting her.
Wendy stuck to the shadows as she approached the house but when she got to the back door she had no idea what to do.
She could have smashed the window she supposed but it was bad enough she was planning to steal from him without causing damage as well.
Wendy walked away from the kitchen door and grabbed the handle of the garage door instead, she was in luck the door was unlocked so she pushed it gently open.
(Part 02)
She had been rummaging around by torchlight for about half an hour when all of a sudden the two lights lit up but one of the bulbs, the one at the rear, blew immediately, returning it to near darkness.
It was a tandem garage and there was a car in the front half but the other half was full of everything and nothing, old pieces of furniture, tools, packing boxes and so on, junk mainly, and as a result not much light got from one end of the garage to the other because of everything in between, so she darted for the shadows.
Whoever had switched on the lights used their phone torch to search for her and in the gloomy light she made a bolt for the door.
Unfortunately she misjudged the distance between the figure and the door and glanced against their shoulder and she felt a hand grab her.
“Got you” he said as he bundled her towards the workbench and pinned her down while he got a better purchase on her.
She wriggled and squirmed and then lashed out at him and she thought she connected with his face, but then he shifted his body weight which meant her hands had to support herself.
However she alternated her hands to have quick swipes at him while he tried to subdue her and in the process he grabbed her breast.
“You’re a girl” he said and released his hold and grabbed her shoulder instead.
“Of course I’m a girl” she said inside her head but at the same time she was completely pinned down while he used his phone again to have a look at her.
“My god you’re just a kid” he said and slapped her hard on the buttock.
“Get out of here” he said angrily “And don’t come back again”
Wendy scurried away, but felt ashamed of what she had done so she waited in the shadows and watched Mr. Goodman walk back to the kitchen door.
She wanted to apologize to him but lost her nerve as she got close to the bungalow so she hid in the garage.
She sat down on the workbench and tried to summon the courage to go and knock on his door.
But she froze when the garage door opened and he walked in and reached up to replace the bulb and it lit immediately and when it did he looked straight at her.
“Didn’t you hear me tell you not to come back?” he asked her
“Yes” she said meekly
“So what are you doing back here again?” he asked sharply
“Um”
“Why are you back?” he said standing directly in front of her
“Well?”
“I wanted to say sorry” she said quietly and he softened
“How old are you?” he asked her
“17” she replied
“And what’s your name?”
“Wendy”
“And what were you after in here anyway?” he asked
“I was looking for food”
“Why?” he asked with surprise
“Because I was hungry”
“What?”
“I was hungry” she repeated
“Where are you from? Where are your parents?”
“I live on the caravan park, Potters Lane, with my mum”
“Why hasn’t she fed you?” he questioned
“She’s not well,” she said tearfully
“Come in the house” he said “And I’ll make you something”
So David took her in the house and sat her in the kitchen while he made her bacon and eggs, which she polished off in no time flat.
(Part 03)
As she was sitting drinking a hot chocolate Wendy asked
“Why did you feed me?”
“Because you were hungry” he replied
“But I was trying to steal from you” she pointed out
“Yes but you didn’t”
“That’s because you turned the light on and disturbed me” she stated
“But I could tell you weren’t a bad girl” David said washing up her plate
“But you thought I was a boy until you grabbed my...”
Wendy left the word unsaid and blushed
“No you’re right” he said “I wouldn’t have grabbed you there had I realized you were a girl”
“So why did you feed me bacon and eggs?”
“Because you came back and apologized” David explained “That’s why”
“So you don’t think I look like a boy?”
“No I think you look like an urchin” he corrected her and smiled
“Seriously do you think I’m ugly?”
“No I don’t, why would you think that?” David said
It would have been true to say she wasn’t stunningly beautiful but there was something about her elfin features, a distinct cuteness, she was a tomboy certainly but a pretty one.
“Everybody thinks I’m ugly and worthless” she said and she started to cry
“Even my mum” she added between the sobs so he went over to her and hugged her and she instantly locked her skinny arms around his neck.
“No one thinks you’re ugly” he said reassuringly
“You do,” she sobbed
“No, I think you’re cute”
“Really?” She said then cried into his neck
“So why did you think I was a boy?”
He thought about it for a while before answering
“Because it was dark and I’m old” he said
“Now dry your eyes and I’ll walk you home it’s getting late,” he said giving her his hankie
“You don’t have too” she said between sobs
“I know but I’m going to do it anyway” he insisted
She couldn’t believe how kind he was being.
“Does your mum work?” he asked as they walked towards Potters Lane
“No” she replied, “She’s not well enough”
“What about you?”
“No one’ll give me a job” she said and laughed
“Why not?”
“No don’t tell me, because you’re ugly and worthless”
She nodded
“Do you want a job?” he asked
“Yes”
“What do you want to do?”
“I don’t care what I do, anything” she said earnestly
“So if I could get you some work, would you be interested?”
“Oh yes” she replied as they reached the end of her road.
“Ok, I’ll see what I can do” he said “But you have to promise you won’t let me down?”
“No way” she said
“Shake on it then” he said and held out his hand which she shook as she looked him squarely in the eye before turning off into the caravan park.
“And the next time you’re hungry come and knock on the door” he called after her
“Ok”
Wendy couldn’t understand why Mr. Goodman had been so nice when she had been trying to steal from him.
And he said he would try and find her a job which she would love, it would give her some worth and as well as some money in her pocket.
Her mum was still passed out on the sofa when she got back to the caravan, so she checked she was ok and then went to bed feeling more positive than she had for months.
(Part 04)
She woke up on Sunday feeling less confident than the night before and the doubts about her worthiness to be happy had returned.
What hadn’t left her though was her anger at her mum so she avoided speaking with her and left.
She wandered off in the direction of the pier and the amusements, not to play them but to check for any coins left in the trays or on the floor and she made enough in an hour to buy herself a burger, fries and a large coke.
On Monday she didn’t have anywhere to go or anything in particular to do so she just walked around aimlessly for a while, but then she was used to that.
Wendy crossed the footbridge over the railway and then turned left and ended sitting on the banks of a little stream dangling her naked feet in the water.
She had been there for about ten minutes when she was startled by a voice behind her.
“Hello you” he said startling her
“You made me jump” she said and giggled.
“What are you up to?” he asked
“Nothing as usual” she replied glumly.
“Just as well I’ve found some work for you”
“Really?” She said excitedly
“You’re not just winding me up,” she asked as she was used to being let down.
“No I’m serious” David said
She felt the tears welling up so she turned away from him so he wouldn’t see.
“Well come on then” he said “Get your shoes on, they’re waiting for you”
“What, now?” She said wiping her face on her sleeve and nearly falling in the stream then she threw her long arms around him in a big gawky hug.
“Thanks David” she said and then she sat down again and he handed her a hankie which she gave a double take at, not knowing whether to dry her eyes or her feet, so she did both in the end, eyes first.
As they walked back into the village he filled her in with what odd bits of work he had found for her so far.
“The gardener Alison Williams said she will give you a trial and Miss Quinton-Smith says she has some odd jobs for you”
He said
“But for this morning Sabr Hemmings has said she can use you in the shop”
“All of them want to give me work?” she asked in surprise
“Yes” he said
“Thank you so much” she said
“All I did was ask” he said “But the rest is up to you”
“I won’t let you down David, I promise” she said and when they arrived outside the shop David added
“It’s only temporary while Mrs. Hemmings is ill but if you work hard, I’m sure they’ll use you again”
And on hearing those words she stood up straight and gave him a wonky smile.
“What if she doesn’t like me?” She said nervously and he wiped the last remnants of her tears away and took her into the shop.
“Sabr! This is Wendy” he said
Since her mother’s Belinda’s illness, Hemmings General Store was run by Sabr.
Sabr was an Arabic word for the Islamic virtue of “patience”, although neither Belinda or her husband were Arabs or Islamists, she read it in a book when she was expecting her daughter and fell in love with the name.
“Hello Wendy” Sabr said
“Hi” she replied trembling
“Don’t look so worried” Sabr said “I won’t bite”
It wasn’t complicated work on that first day, filling shelves mainly but at the end of her shift Sabr said
“You did well Wendy”
“Thanks” Wendy said “I enjoyed it”
“Good, same time Thursday then”
(Part 05)
The following Monday she walked up to David Goodman’s garden to introduce herself to Alison William’s.
She was a self-employed gardener and was a muscular, big chested and thirty something with a great unruly shock of vivid ginger hair and Wendy thought she looked terrifying.
“Aaaalison” she said
“Hello sweetie, you’re just in time, come and help me unload the mower”
They did five gardens and at the end of the day Wendy was nervous about how well she had done but when they finished loading the truck Alison said
“Jump in, I’ll take you Ravensbrooke and get you some safety boots and overalls”
Ravensbrooke was a nursery and Garden Center, on the outskirts of Sharpington.
“Did I do alright then?”
“You did great, now jump in” she said but Wendy didn’t move “What’s the matter?”
“I don’t have any money” she said
“You don’t need any” Alison said “Now get in”
Apart from being a nursery and Garden Center Ravensbrooke was also a Country Store so it was possible to buy anything from top soil to designer leisurewear.
They walked through the automatic doors and headed towards where the work boots were on display.
They found a suitable pair for her and then went in search of overalls and then as they were looking at work Gloves a man appeared from the stock room right where they were standing.
“Hhhhello Aaaalison” he said
“Hi Ged” Alison said
Alison was so pleased with Wendy that by the time the first month was over she was working with Alison for four days a week and in the shop for two as well as some evenings.
She was also doing odd jobs for Gwen Quinton-Smith in her spare time.
So at the end of the first month Wendy was carrying some empty sacks from the truck when she saw Alison talking with David Goodman.
“Hello” she shouted
“Hi Wendy” he shouted back then he said something to Alison that she couldn’t hear.
When they were finished at David Goodman’s they went over to Ravensbrooke to pick up some more materials, Wendy noticed they made a lot of trips over there.
A couple of days later it was raining and Alison was at Ravensbrooke again so Wendy was to meet her outside David Goodman’s bungalow.
But Alison was late so she started pottering about in the garden to kill time.
“WENDY” a voice shouted and she immediately looked up and waved.
“COME HERE” David Goodman called to her and accompanied it with a gesture so she stopped what she was doing and trotted up the path to the back door.
“Hi David” she said her rain soaked face smiling, and then she shivered.
“Come in out of the rain for a bit”
“Ok” she said, “have you got the kettle on?”
As they sat in the kitchen he said
“So how are you getting on?”
“Great” she said
“How’s your mum?”
“The same” she replied “But I’m working most of the time”
“And how’s that going?”
“Brilliant I work with Alison the most, and Sabr at the shop use’s me as and when in the shop and Miss Quinton-Smith has been giving me odd jobs as well”
“Gwen is a good woman” he said
“Talking about jobs, I bumped into Emma Goldup at the Dinner Dance last weekend and she asked if you were available”.
“Is she the blonde girl with the horse?” She asked
“Yes” he said “I don’t know what work she has in mind, it might well be shovelling muck”
“Oh I don’t mind what I do” Wendy said “I just like being useful”
“Good for you” he said
When Alison arrived she was very apologetic for being late but she was in a very good mood, in fact she was like the cat that got the cream.
(Part 06)
September 6th was Wendy’s 18th birthday, a very significant birthday for anyone else but for her it was just another day.
Her mother was too hungover to know what month it was let alone that it was her daughter’s special day.
So she spent the morning mooching around on the seafront and then walked up to Miss Quinton-Smith’s house.
Gwen wanted some help tidying her garage so that was how she planned to spend the bulk of the day.
But despite the fact that she was not going to celebrate her coming of age she wasn’t bothered after all it wasn’t the first birthday that had gone unmarked it was just the latest in a long line, and it probably wouldn’t be the last one that her mother would be too drunk to remember.
She knocked on the front door and after a moment it opened and Gwen said
“Hello Wendy, right on time”
“Hi Gwen, shall I make a start?” she said and headed towards the garage door.
“No I thought we’d have a drink first” she said “Come in”
“Oh ok”
Gwen stepped aside and let Wendy pass and then urged
“Go through”
And when Wendy pushed open the door she was greeted by a rousing
“Happy Birthday!”
Gwen had organised a surprise party, complete with banners and balloons and guests.
David Goodman, Leslie Maher, Sabr Hemmings, Alison Williams and one other, a young dark haired young man who was introduced to her as Oliver.
There were lots of hugs and kisses of best wishes and Wendy got very tearful.
“Ok sit down sweetie” Alison said “open your presents”
“Presents?” Wendy said
“Yes, on the table” Gwen said
“They’re all for me?” she ask in disbelief and tears filled her eyes again.
“This one first” Alison said and brushed her ginger locks off her face as she knelt beside her.
Wendy couldn’t remember the last birthday present she had received and she wanted to savour the one Alison had given her so instead of ripping the paper off it so she carefully pulled the tape off one piece at a time and she was concentrating so much that she had her tongue poking out the corner of her mouth and when she finally got to the contents, they were thermal long johns.
“Brilliant” she squealed and hugged Alison
“You’re going to need them in the winter sweetie”
After that first gift she was less patient and opened the rest of the presents in quick succession.
Leslie bought her a wrist watch, David, a pair of converse shoes, Gwen, an MP3 player and Sabr, a hoody.
And so as not to be left out Oliver gave her a box of Crazy Chocolatiers Truffles he bought in Sharpington that morning.
“Thank you” she said and they exchanged a lingering look.
18 year old Oliver Kingham was David’s grandson and was staying with him for a couple of weeks and they were attracted to each other immediately.
(Part 07)
They were sitting together and Wendy kept looking at her presents, apart from her converse and hoody which she was wearing.
“You like all your presents then” he said
“Oh yes” she said and then she whispered to him
“How do I put music on the MP3?”
“You can do it from your computer” he said
“Oh” she exclaimed a little deflated “I don’t have a computer”
“Not to worry” Oliver said brightly “I can do it from my laptop”
“Really?” she said
“Yes, what kind of music do you like? Do you have a favourite band?”
“I don’t know” Wendy said “I mean I know some songs but I don’t know who the singers are”
Wendy liked to sit in the Fun Park in Sharpington and listen to the music coming from the rides and the amusements but she didn’t know what she was listening to.
“That’s ok” he said “I have an idea, I’ll download some tunes and you can tell me which ones you like and I’ll delete the ones you don’t”
“Would you do that for me?” she asked with surprise
“Of course” he replied and she wiped a tear from her eye with her sleeve.
“But you don’t even know me” she said with her eyes glistening
“But they all do” he said with a sweeping gesture.
When it was time to go she put her old shoes and sweater in a carrier bag and quietly said to Gwen
“Can I leave my watch here for safe keeping?”
“Of course you can my dear” she replied
A great deal of hugs and kisses followed and then with tears in her eyes again she headed towards the door
“I’ll walk you home Wendy” Oliver said
“You don’t have to do that” she half-heartedly protested
“I know, but I want to” he insisted
When they reached the end of Potters Lane she said
“You don’t have to take me any further” and handed him the MP3 player.
“Thank you”
“No problem, give me your mobile number and I’ll text you when I’ve done it”
Oliver said
“I don’t have a mobile phone” she admitted
“Don’t you?” he said
“Well never mind I’ll bring it over to Potters Lane”
“Oh no please don’t” she urged “I’ll be at David’s on Wednesday”
“Ok I’ll see you then” he said and gave her a hug.
As she walked the rest of the way on her own she was feeling the happiest she had felt and for the first time in her life she felt truly special.
The day after her birthday surprise she was working in one of the gardens across the street from David’s bungalow and she was startled by a voice from behind her.
“Hi Wendy”
She turned around and she saw it was Oliver and she immediately blushed.
“Oh hello”
“I’ve got your MP3 player” he said
“You’ve done it already?” she said
“Yes I did it last night” Ollie said
“Thank you” she said looking at the device “but I don’t know how to use it”
“I’ll show you” he said and explained what she should do and finished by saying
“Let me know which ones you like tomorrow”
“I’m working in the shop tomorrow, Hemmings” she said
“I’ll see you there then” he said
“I have a break at 12” she called after him
(Part 08)
It had been a busy morning in the shop and she was really surprised when she looked up at the clock and saw that it was 11.55am.
However once she knew what the time was it seemed to slow down and those last five minutes seemed to take an hour to pass.
Sabr had noticed her watching the clock, which wasn’t like her, so she assumed she had somewhere to be so she said
“You’d better take you lunch now honey, before the rush starts again”
“Ok, great, see you later” she said and scampered out of the shop, which made Sabr smile.
When she got outside she found Oliver leaning against a lamp post waiting for her.
They spent most of her lunch hour sitting on the seawall listening to her MP3 with one earphone each.
It was the best lunchbreak she had ever had but she couldn’t believe how quickly it had gone, and she felt a bit sad when he walked her back to Hemmings.
It was late in the evening and she was crouching in the shadows of Potters Lane sobbing uncontrollably when Leslie Maher, who was out walking her dog Trio, so called as he had three legs, discovered her.
There was sufficient moonlight for her to recognize her
“Wendy?” she said “Is that you?”
She mumbled something incomprehensible in response
She could also see the she was in a bit of a state.
“Come home with me and you can tell me what’s wrong” she said
But Wendy reacted angrily and drew her knees up to her chin and sobbed uncontrollably.
“I’ll go and get David” she said
Leslie and David were neighbours and had recently become a couple but they still had their own homes, for the time being at any rate.
David and his grandson Oliver were sat in the lounge playing chess when there was a persistent knocking on the front door.
“Who’s that, at this time?” David said and tutted as he got up from his chair and he muttered to himself all the way down the hall and then he opened the door and found an agitated Leslie standing there with Trio.
“Hello” he said surprised “is everything ok?”
“Come quick” she said and headed down the path.
“Hold on, let me get something on my feet” David said and briefly went back inside.
“Oliver!” he called “Get you shoes on we’re going out”
He and his grandson were ready to leave at the same time.
“Come on hurry up” Leslie urged
“Ok what’s the problem?” he said when he and Oliver emerged and rushed after Leslie who was now almost out through the gate
“It’s Wendy” she said
“Why what’s happened?” Oliver asked
“I found her sobbing in the street” she answered, “She’s inconsolable, and…”
“And what?” David said
“She’s been beaten” Leslie replied sombrely
“What?” he said incredulously “who?”
“I think her mother hit her,” she said “hard”
“Where is she?” he demanded
“In the bushes in Potters Lane” she answered “but she won’t come out”
They ran the short distance to Potters Lane and sitting in the shadows was the quivering figure of Wendy with her knees drawn up to her chin and she was still sobbing uncontrollably.
(Part 09)
“You two wait here” David said to the other two and started walking towards her.
“Hey Wendy” he called and she looked up and as soon as she saw him she was on her feet and bowling towards him at a rate of knots and she was still crying as she launched herself at him
“Oh David” she cried
“It’s alright, I’ve got you now” he said and just let her sob into his shoulder.
After about five minutes she had calmed down considerably.
“Ok” he said, “let’s have a look at you”
Wendy had a bruise on her forehead and her right eye was badly swollen, she had a fat lip and her nose was bloodied, Mrs Corney had given her daughter a real pasting.
“Right let’s get you home” he said with a smile and her whole body went rigid and panic covered her face and her head was shaking.
“No baby girl not that home, my home” he reassured her and he could see the relief cross her face instantly.
He took out his hanky and gently wiped away the blood, snot and tears from her face.
“Come on then and we’ll get you cleaned up”
“Ok” she said managing a week smile
“Do you want me to come too David?” Leslie asked quietly
“Yes please” he said as he put his arm around Wendy’s shoulder and steered her slowly down the lane, but by the time he had reached the road she was managing to walk under her own steam and she continued to do so for the short distance from there to his front door.
When they reached the front door Oliver opened it and let Wendy in
“I’m sorry” she said
“What for?”
“For being a nuisance” she replied
“Don’t be daft” he said and kissed the top of her head
“Now go to the kitchen with Ollie”
David looked over his shoulder to where Leslie was fussing around the dog
“I’ll follow you in when I’ve tied Trio up” she said
“Don’t be silly, bring him in” he insisted “he’s no trouble”
Leslie nodded and she and Trio followed him inside where he was waiting to give her a kiss.
(Part 10)
In the sanctuary of the kitchen, as Leslie made coffee and Oliver held Wendy’s hand, David got to work cleaning Wendy up and attending to the cuts on her face.
“Does this happen often?” David asked
“No” she answered with a sniffle “she’s normally too drunk to catch me”
“What happened today?” Leslie asked
“I fell over and she caught me” and she sniffled again while Leslie shook her head.
“She’ll be really sorry tomorrow” Wendy said defensively
“So she ought to be” Leslie muttered with disgust.
“What brought it on?” Oliver asked “why did she want to hit you?”
“She wanted my money” she said “for booze”
“And did she get it?” David asked
“No” she said “because I don’t have any”
Her answer puzzled him somewhat because since he had intervened in her life she was always working, either with Alison the gardener or Sabr at the corner shop, odd jobbing for Gwen or mucking out at the stables and countless other odds and ends Wendy Corney was a regular cottage industry and she never went anywhere to spend her earnings.
“How come?” he asked
“Sabr opened a post office account for me, all my money goes in there” then she laughed “I’ve got loads”
“I take it your mum didn’t laugh” Leslie said
“No” she said and put her hand to her swollen eye.
“I told her I didn’t have any money so then she wanted me to give her the book”
“But you didn’t” I added
“No” she said, “because I don’t have it”
This time she noticed the puzzlement on David’s face and added
“I gave it to Gwen to look after”
“Clever girl” he said proudly “I assume that didn’t go down well”
“No, she went absolutely berserk and that was when I took my chance and got away”
“Good for you” Leslie said and patted her back, which made Wendy wince and she immediately apologized.
“I’m sorry luvvie, did I hurt you?”
Leslie gently pulled her shirt up and could see the bruises immediately and they resolved at that moment that she would not be living under her mother’s roof for one more night as Leslie and David exchanged a look.
No one deserved to be treated that way but especially not Wendy.
“How about a long hot bath?” Leslie suggested and looked at David
“That’s a great idea” he said
“Oh yes please” she answered brightly “with bubbles?”
“Yes with bubbles and whatever other lotions and potions your heart desires” Leslie said
It was amazing to think that a simple thing like a bubble bath could illicit such joy and it was simply heart breaking that this hard working and good natured girl had been denied such a simple pleasure due to the short comings of her alcoholic mother.
Leslie led Wendy down the hall to the bathroom and David sorted out some fresh towels and then left Leslie to take charge.
(Part 11)
When Leslie returned, David and Oliver were still in the kitchen.
Ollie had a very grave expression on his face as she entered.
“Is she alright?” he asked
“She’s feeling a bit happier now” Leslie reassured him
“I’m just going to pop next door to get her some clean clothes, I have a few bits that Karen and Amy left the last time they visited”
Karen and Amy were her granddaughters.
“They’re very different shapes of course but they’ll be better than what she had on”
And with that she hurried out of the door as she was about to cry.
She returned 10 minutes later having dried her eyes and composed herself
“These should do the trick” she said and went and put the clothes on the bed, she told Wendy where they were and returned to the kitchen a few minutes later.
Oliver was pacing up and down looking very anxious while David and Leslie sat silently at the table and drank their coffee.
Finally Leslie broke the silence
“That poor girl’s body is black and blue David”
He nodded in response
“That woman should be locked up,” she continued and he nodded again
“So what are we going to do about it?” she asked angrily “and don’t just nod your head”
But he remained silent
“We have to do something” Oliver said
“And we will” David said
“But what?” Leslie pressed
“Well for one thing she’s not going back to her mother’s”
“I agree,” she concurred “but where can she go, she can’t stay here”
“I know” he said “And I have a plan”
“Oh”
“I think you should let Gwen know what’s happened” he suggested, “She thinks a lot of Wendy”
“I know she does, but how will that help...” she began then as she slowly processed the input she continued to answer her own query
“Yes I see what you’re getting at, that’s very clever, yes that could very well work”
Then she drained her coffee cup and stood up with a look of determination on her face she called
“Come on Trio, We’re off on a mission”
It was another five minutes before Wendy reappeared looking altogether better.
The unbruised sections of her face were pink and fresh and her hair was damp and tousled.
The clothes Leslie sorted out for her, fitted well enough though the trousers were a bit short.
“Are you feeling a bit better now?” Oliver asked her with real concern.
“Much” she said, “where’s Leslie?”
“She’s gone to tell Gwen what happened” David said, “she worries about you, you know”
Wendy went very quiet and looked at her feet
“Do you mind her knowing?” David asked
“Oh no I like Gwen she’s a really nice lady” she answered then she went quiet again
“What’s wrong?” Oliver asked but she just shrugged
“Come on, out with it” David insisted
“I don’t understand why you’re all so kind to me,” she said which made David laughed and Ollie smile
“Isn’t it obvious?” he said, “It’s because we all like you”
And David gave her a hug and Oliver held her hand
“Now then” he said, “have you eaten anything?”
“Yes Sabr fed me at the shop”
“Good, how about some hot chocolate then?”
“Yes please”
“I’ll make it” Oliver offered and stood up but Wendy was reluctant to release his hand.
“I’ll only be a minute” he said softly
“Go and sit in the lounge and then Ollie will bring it through” David suggested
“Ok” she said meekly
“Put the TV on if you want” David added
While Ollie was boiling some milk there was a knock at the front door, David got up from the table and went to open it.
When he did Leslie, Gwen and Trio were standing there.
(Part 12)
“How is the poor girl?” Gwen asked with real concern
“Much better” he answered, “come in”
They went into the kitchen and while Oliver finished making the hot chocolate he chatted to the ladies.
“I was beginning to wonder where you’d got to” he said
“Well, we would have been quicker but Slugger Quinton-Smith here wanted to go and smash Linda Corney’s face in”
“Seriously?” Oliver asked
Leslie nodded and Gwen blushed
“I was a bit miffed” Gwen said
“What happened?” David sked
“I persuaded her that it probably wasn’t the best course of action” Leslie relayed
“And that Wendy should be our main concern at the moment”
“Quite right” Oliver said pouring the hot milk into the waiting mug.
“Ok let’s go and see her” David suggested, “She’s in the lounge, go through”
And Ollie followed on with the hot chocolate.
But when they arrived in the lounge they found Wendy fast asleep on the sofa.
Oliver put the mug down briefly while he picked up a flowered throw and gently covered the sleeping figure.
He then picked up the hot chocolate and all four of them tiptoed from the room.
In the kitchen Leslie said
“Well that solves the problem of where she’s going to sleep”
“For tonight at least” he added
“I’ll look after her” Oliver said as Gwen appeared to be lost in thought and said nothing.
Leslie and David just exchanged a look and smiled.
Oliver went to bed and let David and Leslie kiss goodnight but once his grandfather had settled down for the night he sneaked out of his room just as the rain began to fall planning to spend the night sleeping in an arm chair in the lounge.
He had been asleep for a couple of hours and then the thunder rolled in and lighting flashes lit the sky, he was facing the window and had a great view through the open curtains.
But when a particularly loud clap of thunder shook the house at about 3am Wendy let out a yell
“NO DON’T”
Ollie leapt straight out of his chair and knelt beside her
“It’s ok Wendy” he said “You’re safe now”
“Oh Ollie” she said and locked her skinny arms around his neck.
“Don’t leave me”
“I won’t” he said and kissed the top of her head “I promise”
Although he had planned to sleep in the armchair Oliver actually spent most of the night on the floor beside the sofa where Wendy was.
He woke the next morning with the smell of bacon filling his nostrils.
After an uncomfortable night keeping Wendy company he was as stiff as a board when he got up.
“Hello” Wendy said “Thank you”
“What for?”
“For looking after me” she replied
“I wanted to” He said and kissed her forehead “Now come on I smell bacon”
“Hi Grandad” Oliver said as he walked into the kitchen
“Morning, how’s the patient?”
“She’s ok I think” Ollie replied
“Good” David said just as Wendy appeared and walked gingerly to the table.
“Oh dear, are you a bit stiff?”
“Very” she replied and lowered herself gently onto the chair next to Ollie.
(Part 13)
They all sat together at the kitchen table eating eggs and bacon and when they had cleared their plates David said
“You know we can’t let you go and live with your mum anymore?”
“I know” she concurred sadly “But I can’t live here”
“I know” David responded, “Which is why we need to find you somewhere else”
A puzzled look spread across her face.
“Don’t worry hon I have somewhere in mind” he reassured her “I can’t say where yet but…”
He was interrupted by a loud banging on the back door and when he looked up it was the gardener Alison.
“Hello Alison” he said brightly
“I’m looking for Wendy, is she here?” she asked
“Yes, come in”
“Is she ok?” Alison asked with concern as she bent down to undo her boots
“Never mind the muck just come in” he said and once inside the kitchen she clucked around Wendy like a mother hen
“Oh sweetie, look at the state of you,” she said
“I’m fine now,” Wendy said bravely
“Fine my arse” Alison barked poking Wendy’s black eye until she winced.
“And your mum did this?”
Wendy nodded
“I might have to kill her sweetie,” Alison said without humour
“You’ll have to get in the queue behind Gwen” Oliver said
“Really?” she queried with raised eyebrow and David nodded
“Good for her” Alison said proudly
“But seriously what are we going to do?” she said soberly
“We can’t let her go back there again”
“What about my stuff?” Wendy suddenly said, “I need my clothes for work”
Alison was about to say don’t worry
“And clean knickers” Wendy blurted out, and then blushed scarlet when she realised what she had said.
“I can take you home to collect your stuff” Alison suggested “But then what?”
“Bring it back here,” David said matter-of-factly
“She can’t stay here” Alison said bluntly
“That’s what I said,” Wendy confirmed
“I know that she can’t stay here” He said and Alison relaxed
“I actually have a plan” he added but didn’t elaborate
Alison drove a rather nervous Wendy and a concerned Oliver to the caravan and parked the truck.
Oliver understood now why she was so vehement about him not going to Potters Lane.
Oliver held Wendy's hand as they walked up the path to the half open door and Alison followed on.
When they were inside they found her mum collapsed on the sofa in a drunken stupor.
“I’ll watch her while you grab your stuff” Alison instructed
“Okay” Wendy said but wouldn’t release Ollie’s hand.
It didn’t take long, maybe 10 minutes to gather together everything of importance to her in one shoulder bag and all her clothes in a black sack.
“Do I really not have to come back?” she asked almost pathetically “Ever”
“Not ever” Alison replied and Oliver hugged her and she looked down contemptuously at the prone figure of her mother and wiped a tear from her eye.
“Now go and change your knickers and get your dungarees on,” Alison commanded, once they were back at David’s
“We have work to do”
“Ok boss” she said and headed upstairs
“Are you sure she should work today?” Oliver asked after Wendy had left.
“Definitely” she replied “it’s just what she needs”
Then with a doubtful look she added
“And it will give your Grandfather time to work on his master plan, whatever that is”
(Part 14)
The “Master Plan” such as it was involved a drive over to Dulcet-on-Brooke and lunch at The Waterside Inn with an abundance of wine.
Those present were David, Leslie, Gwen and Oliver, who was the designated driver.
As they sat at a table Leslie asked
“Shall we have wine?”
“What a good idea” David said working off Leslie’s script.
“I’m game,” said Gwen and so it began.
The “master plan” as Alison had put it, in essence involved getting Gwen Quinton-Smith, a little bit squiffy on wine and then suggest to her what a good idea it would be for her to take Wendy in as a lodger.
They knew Gwen was very fond of her and she had plenty of spare rooms and to cap it all she was lonely.
Furthermore they knew that Wendy liked Gwen and needed someone to care about her.
So the plan was virtually symbiotic.
Two hours and two bottles of wine later they had succeeded in their mission and Gwen had agreed to have Wendy as her lodger.
“I was going to suggest it myself,” she said as David settled the bill.
Gwen’s only condition was that she should tell Wendy herself.
So having phoned ahead to ensure she should be there they drove back to his bungalow and when he stepped through the back door, he found Wendy and Alison sitting at the kitchen table.
“At last” Alison snorted
“Well hello gardening ladies” he slurred
“Sorry I’m late but I had to go and meet Wendy's new landlady”
“Really?” Wendy asked
“Yes indeed” he replied “Would you like to meet her?”
“Yes please” she replied excitedly so he stepped aside and Gwen walked in.
“Gwen” Wendy shouted and raced across the kitchen and hugged her “I’m so glad it’s you” she squealed and they both started to cry.
She moved in that night and Ollie carried her things over for her.
On Friday morning the rain had come once again, with a vengeance and added to the gloom she already felt.
It had been a rollercoaster of a week beginning with her surprise birthday party and was ending with her having to say goodbye to the boy she had fallen in love with in between.
Oliver was starting at Abbottsford University the following week and had to go home to Purplemere to pack and like a thief in the night he had stolen her heart and was now leaving with it.
They were standing on the door step of Gwen house saying their goodbyes.
“I’ve got you a present” he said
“What is it?” she asked
“It’s a mobile phone, it’s just a “Pay as you go”” he said “I’ve programmed my number in so we can call and text”
“Can we?” she asked innocently
“If you had a computer we could even Skype”
“I don’t know what that is” Wendy said
“Ask Granddad, we Skype a lot” he said “He’ll show you”
“Oh ok” she said and looked around nervously until he worked up the courage to do what he wanted to do and kissed her.
(Part 15)
After two weeks of washing and ironing her clothes Gwen had become aware of the meagre selection that she had and the overall quality.
With all her jobs, Wendy had accumulated a nice pot of money, Gwen knew that because she looked after her savings book, but she never did anything or went anywhere to spend it.
So Gwen suggested taking her into Abbottsford on a shopping expedition.
“Abbottsford? Really?” she said
“Yes” Gwen replied “When was the last time you were there?”
“I’ve never been to Abbottsford before” she said “I’ve never been out of Sharpington”
“Well we had better make a day of it then” she said
She was very excited about going shopping and she’d talked of nothing else all week to Alison and Sabr at the shop or Emma at the stables and of course Oliver.
However she didn’t know how much money to take, she knew how much she had, and she had an idea of what she wanted to buy but she didn’t know how much cash to take.
So she asked Gwen for some guidance and she advised that she should only take about £50 in cash as she would use her credit card for most purchases and then Wendy could reimburse her later.
“But you have to let me pay” Wendy insisted
Come the day, the expedition was every bit as exciting as she imagined it would be.
They set off from Gwen’s at 6.30 in the morning and were in the Espresso Phoenix Coffee House in the Phoenix Centre having breakfast by 8 o’clock.
And from the moment the first shop opened they shopped till they dropped and on the return journey Wendy fell asleep in the car.
As it was gardening day he expected to see Alison and Wendy pottering about in the garden but when he looked out through the window he could only see Wendy who was raking leaves off the lawn so he opened the door and called out
“Wendy!”
She turned around instantly and smiled
“Hello David”
“Come inside a minute, I’ve got something for you”
“Ok” she replied “just for a minute though”
Wendy came into the kitchen and stood on the mat.
“Where’s Alison today?” David asked her
“She cut her hand yesterday so I’m on my own” Wendy said rubbing her hands “she needed 8 stitches”
“I’ve got something for you” he said, “So sit yourself down”
“What is it?” she asked
“Well, have a look and you’ll find out” he said
She stooped down and untied her boots and then slipped them off before walking to the table and sitting down and then he turned the lap top around to face her.
“Hi Wendy” Oliver said and David took his coffee into the other room.
(Part 16)
After that first Skype with Oliver in David’s kitchen she liked it so much that they arranged to do it once a week at David’s bungalow.
Of course had she realized that she had more than enough money in her savings to buy her own laptop they could have Skyped every day.
But she didn’t know so they made the best of it and she spent the whole week looking forward to it and when it came she loved every second.
The weekly Skype went on from that first time in October right through until December which was a significant time as that would be when she got to see him again.
When she wasn’t thinking about Oliver or looking forward to seeing him again, she was working hard.
But she did get some time off, but even at those times she kept herself busy and one day a few days before Christmas she used her free time to deliver cards and presents to her friends and family.
She started at her mum, it was the first time she’d been back since that day in September when she picked up stuff, she hadn’t seen her mum since that day and she wasn’t in any hurry to change that.
But she was still her mum so she went to the caravan early when she knew she would still be out of it.
She would give Alison her present the next day when she saw her at work and as she was working at the shop on Christmas Eve she would give Sabr and the Hemmings their gifts then and Gwen’s was already under the tree.
So after her mum’s she was mainly delivering Christmas Cards but she did have a gift for Leslie and David.
She called at Leslie Maher’s house first and just as she reached the front door she stepped out onto the doorstep.
“Hello Wendy”
“Merry Christmas Leslie” she said and handed her a package adorned with ribbons and bows.
She took it from her and read the tag.
“Have a Merry Christmas Leslie, with love and gratitude”
“Well that’s a really nice thing to do,” she said and they exchanged a kiss and a hug before she had to go and Wendy went next door and knocked at David’s door.
When it opened, she found David standing there wearing a Santa Hat.
“Happy Christmas” she said beaming “And handed him a present”
“Hey! Happy Christmas hon” David responded, “come in”
“Ok” she said still smiling broadly “Just for a minute”
“Just for a minute” he agreed and Wendy stepped inside
“You didn’t have to get me a gift,” he said to her as he took her coat and as she sat down on the sofa she said.
“Last Christmas my mum was drunk for ten days in a row, we had no decorations, no Christmas dinner and no electricity”
Tears were beginning to form in her eyes as she added
“This year, I have three jobs, I have a proper home, I have someone to mother me, I have money in the bank and a boyfriend and it’s all thanks to you”
David tried to interrupt but Wendy continued unabated.
“If you hadn’t helped me, looked out for me, set me on the right path, I wouldn’t be here now having the best Christmas I’ve ever had and I will always be grateful for that”
Then she stood up and gave him a big hug.
“Well why don’t you go in the lounge and put the present under the tree for me then and I’ll bring the drinks through” he suggested
“Ok” she said
She walked down the hall and pushed open the door into the lounge and when she looked ahead she did a double take because standing by the Christmas tree was Ollie.
“Ollie” she squealed and launched herself at him.
Tuesday 23 May 2017
Mornington-By-Mere – (10) Single Mum WLTM
(Part 01)
The Olsen family were originally from Abbeyvale but Lorraine’s older sister Hannah moved to Abbottsford after she had married Mick Hill.
Mick however deserted his wife and family after the birth of their second child leaving huge debts behind him including 6 six months of mortgage arrears.
As a result Hannah lost her home and she and her children ended up living in a two bedroom flat in a dingy part of town.
However what was once dingy and undesirable was, after five years, suddenly up and coming, and so her landlord decided to sell out to a developer.
She didn’t know what she was going to do, the council would rehouse her but it would be to another shitty corner of town.
She couldn’t move back home with her mum, Irene because her and her sister Lorraine were banned from any kind of contact with their mum by their abusive stepfather Graham.
And her sister Lorraine lived in a room above the restaurant at the Old Mill Inn in Mornington.
What Hannah was unaware of was however that the Mornington Estate had exercised its option to purchase Mornington Field back from the MOD and along with it the estate also acquired all the buildings and infrastructure on the airfield itself as well as 29 houses in the village formally used as quarters for military personnel.
And furthermore her sister had applied for one, however when Lorraine went to Lyndon-Sanders Properties in Shallowfield she was told that she might not be successful, being a single woman and the new housing stock all being 3 and 4 bedroom homes.
It just so happened though that Hannah’s eviction notification came within a few days of her sisters meeting with a property agent about a house in Mornington and with her sister about to be made homeless it meant Lorraine could make a new application for them all and this time they qualified for a 4 bedroom house.
Lorraine got word from the agents that she was being given the tenancy of number 6 The Close on Friday September 26th, and the first thing she did was ring Hannah.
It wasn’t the best timing in the world as she was catering the Topliss wedding breakfast and the reception the next day so she was rushed off her feet.
Which meant they couldn’t move in until the following weekend but even when the following weekend arrived Lorraine couldn’t take any time off because the restaurant still hadn’t replaced Francois the chef.
Not that the move required a lot of efforts as between them they had little or no furniture and number 6 the Close was unfurnished.
However help with that came from an unusual quarter in the shape of Gabriel St George, the Lord of the Manor, and general philanthropist and all round good egg who on the day of the move just happened to be having lunch at the Old Mill Inn with his girlfriend Chantel.
When he heard that they would all be sleeping on the floor in sleeping bags he called his old friend Jonathon Springthorpe.
He was a resident of the village himself at The Old Forge.
Gabriel decided to phone Jon who was one of the Springthorpe’s at O’Sullivan and Springthorpe Auctioneers in Shallowfield.
(Part 02)
Apart from their normal business as one of the premier auctioneers in Downshire, O’Sullivan and Springthorpe were also required rather more often than they would have liked to do house clearances.
On many occasions they would turn up a few choice pieces to at least cover the cost of the clearance but that still meant there was a lot of serviceable items that weren’t worth auctioning but still had value which eventually found their way into one of their many second hand shops across the county.
However most of it spent a prolonged period in storage first.
Gabriel managed to secure a van load of furniture and arranged for its delivery to The Close that afternoon it was a tall order to get it done that quickly but people tended to pull out all the stops for Gabriel, not because he was the Baron of Mornington but because if he had asked for it to be done it was important that it was.
He always tried to help people when he could he was very lucky to have the life he had and he tried every day to remind himself of that fact but some people didn’t like charity so he played out a bit of a charade with Lorraine when he put his head around the kitchen door and spoke to her.
Gabriel St George put his head around the kitchen door and spoke to Lorraine
“Lorraine I must apologize” he said “the furniture should have been delivered yesterday”
“What furniture?”
“Well you’re renting number 6 the Close” he said
“Which is supposed to be furnished”
“Is it?” Lorraine asked
“Yes” he said “and it will be delivered this afternoon between 3 and 4”
After he had convinced Lorraine that it was a clerical error that it didn’t mention “furnished” in her tenancy agreement he and Chantel went back to the Manor to tell the family that they were engaged, his proposal happening during the conversation with Jonathon.
Hannah had been working hard all day driving back and forth from Abbeyvale with the family’s meagre possessions, the final trip she had the boys in the car as well, who she was able to leave with a neighbor while she did the bulk of the move.
She could have really done with Lorraine’s help but she appreciated she had to work and hers would be the only wage.
It was Lorraine’s day off on Monday but Hannah had to vacate the flat by Saturday midnight so it was unavoidable.
Lorraine hadn’t been fooled for a moment by Gabriel St George’s performance regarding the clerical error in the tenancy agreement but she was very grateful to him so she played along.
Almost the moment the kitchen door closed she was on the phone to Hannah.
Hannah and the boys had only been in the house for ten minutes and they had only that minute established who was having what room and hadn’t even begun to put the boxes in the appropriate rooms when the phone rang.
“Han you will not believe what’s just happened?” Lorraine said excitedly.
(Part 03)
At ten past three the boys came running down the stairs in a state of great excitement.
“Mum, mum the lorry is here” Nick said because his brother Joe was too excited to say anything his mouth kept opening but nothing came out.
Hannah went outside and the four guys in O & S Auctioneer’s overalls were opening the back up.
“What have you got for us then?” she asked
“Everything” the older of the men replied
“What?” she said
“It’s all for you love” he said
“All of it?”
“Yes” he replied “So just tell us where you want it”
“In the lounge I suppose”
“We have express instruction to put every item in situ” One of the younger men said
“So you direct and we’ll deliver”
It wasn’t until 4.30 in the afternoon that Lorraine managed to slip off her whites and hang them up.
Once she had, she took the green bandana from her head and let her carrot coloured hair cascade onto her shoulders before she went over to the house.
When she arrived the shutter was just being pulled down on the O’Sullivan and Springthorpes truck and she could see Hannah stood on the doorstep.
It was obvious from a thousand yards that they were kin, both of them possessed of freckled cheeks and open smiling faces and the flaming red hair.
The only difference between them was that of stature, Lorraine was tall and slim while Hannah was shorter with a fuller figure but then she had given birth to two children, 7 year old Nick and Joe who was 5, and they too had the carrot coloured hair.
As she got closer Hannah ran to meet her she said
“You should see what they sent us Loz”
“Well show me then” she replied and Hannah and the excited boys took her from room to room showing her the new furniture.
Lorraine had to go back to work but with Hannah’s hard work they soon settled in to The Close and the children were enrolled at the school.
Hannah had to do all the work at the house as her sister was still bearing all of the burden at the Old Mill Inn as she was running the kitchen virtually on her own from prep to clean down, and as a result she was completely frazzled, and noticeably so.
This went on until Halloween when there was suddenly a change of fortune when Helen Andrew offered Lorraine the Chefs job and employed two local girls trainee to help her.
It turned out that the girls lived in The Close, either side of Lorraine and Hannah, Tegan Crockford was at number 5 and Cally Wilson at number 7.
Cally was the older of the two by about two weeks and she was significantly larger, not fat but very definitely cast from a bigger mold.
She stood six feet tall with short curly auburn hair, and a very large bust.
Tegan on the other hand was a foot shorter and at least six stones lighter.
She was small with delicate features and bobbed strawberry blonde hair.
And was small enough to shelter beneath the bust of her friend if it rained.
However the anomaly with the pair wasn’t their physical appearance it was their personalities.
The giant Cally was quiet and reserved while tiny Tegan was feisty and forthright.
When the two newbies started work it was amazing as almost immediately the three of them gelled and worked extremely well together and with having the extra pairs of hands to do the prep it meant Lorraine could try out new dishes to add to the menu and from day one Lorraine was visibly more relaxed as the two trainees proved to be every bit as good as expected and as a result of that Hannah and the boys got to see more of her.
(Part 04)
Hannah had worked hard keeping the home fires burning and stopping Nick and Joe going off into orbit as they fast approached Christmas and Lorraine was looking forward to having four days off, the first proper break she’d had since Easter.
The restaurant would close on the afternoon of Christmas Eve and would not reopen fully until the following Tuesday.
When Lorraine got home on Christmas Eve she was in an extremely good mood, which Hannah mistakenly put down to excitement about Christmas but then she was totally unaware that Lorraine had spent the last half an hour of her work day snogging Tegan.
So as she had been kissing in the kitchen she was a little later getting home, so she wasted no time in packing the car because she, Hannah and the children were off to Abbeyvale to spend Christmas with their mum, Irene.
It was the first time in four years they would all be together.
Lorraine and Hannah had been prevented by their abusive stepfather from contacting her.
But Irene had finally had enough after 9 years of being used as a punch bag and hit him in the face with an iron and broke his jaw.
The sisters were so looking forward to spending time with their mum, and having a family Christmas all under one roof, but most of all Hannah was looking forward to her children getting to know their granny.
However what Lorraine was looking forward to more than anything was no cooking but what she wasn’t happy about was that she was missing the strawberry haired slip of mischief Tegan already.
One thing that Hannah was worried about, in fact she was dreading it, was her mum asking her and the kids to move in with her.
She loved living in Mornington, she loved the village, the people, the house, the kids loved their school they had made loads of friends, she loved everything about it, well almost everything, and she wasn’t prepared to give it up without a fight.
The only thing that wasn’t perfect was that she was “lonely”, but she planned to take steps to rectify that situation in the New Year.
After Christmas Dinner Irene and her daughter were in the kitchen clearing away while Nick and Joe were playing with their toys in the lounge.
“That was the best Christmas dinner I’ve had for years” Lorraine said “I can’t wait until next year”
“Well I was meaning to speak to you about that” Irene said and Hannah thought
“Here we go”
“Why what’s the matter?” Lorraine asked with concern
“You’re not going to let that bastard Graham get his foot in the door”
“Good God no” Irene said “I never want to see him again”
“Then what?” Hannah asked with dread in her heart
“I’m selling up” she replied
“Oh God I knew it” Hannah thought
“Selling up?” Lorraine said
“I know it’s the family home but it too big for me now” she explained
“I think it’s a great idea, isn’t it Han?”
“Yes, great” she replied somewhat unconvincing
“But where will you live” Loz asked
“I’ll come and live with you two in Mornington” Hannah said in her head
“I’ve got a little bungalow in the Oak Dale Retirement village over in Dulcets Green” she replied
“And I’ll only be 15 minutes away so I’ll be able to see more of you both and I can come and babysit”
“That’s fantastic” Hannah said “the boys will love that”
“They get to have Granny in their lives and we get our mum back” Lorraine said and then they all hugged and shed a tear or two.
(Part 05)
They stayed at their mum’s in Abbeyvale until the last possible moment and savoured every second of the best Christmas they had had for 5 years.
When they got back home it was late on Sunday evening and while Hannah got the boys upstairs into the bath Lorraine unloaded the car.
With the children in bed and themselves fed Hannah announced she was going to have a long hot soak in the bath and then go to bed herself.
Lorraine looked at the clock and knew what she was going to do, she had already seen the tall busty frame of Cally Wilson pass by the window so she knew Tegan would be about half an hour behind her, as they were only doing bar snacks, so just as Hannah was slipping into the foamy waters of the bath tub, Lorraine slipped out the front door and down the alley that led from The Close to The Street and waited in the shadows.
Hannah didn’t even know that Lorraine had gone out she was still reflecting on the lovely time they’d spent with their mum and was thinking about how to solve her other problem.
Lorraine had stood in the shadows for about 10 minutes and was beginning to wonder if it was such a good idea when she saw her quarry cross the road.
As the diminutive figure of Tegan got to within ten yards Lorraine could wait no longer and stepped out into the light.
At first she was startled but then she recognized her assailant and a huge smile lit up her face.
“I wasn’t expecting to see you tonight” she said
“I thought I’d surprise you” Lorraine said
“Couldn’t wait to see me more like” Tegan said cockily
“I didn’t say that” she said and felt herself blushing
“You missed me though didn’t you?”
“What do you think?” Lorraine replied and took hold of her by her lapels and pulled her into the shadows and kissed her.
When their mouths separated Tegan Said
“I really missed you too”
Lorraine returned unnoticed to the house before Hannah even knew she’s gone, just as she stepped out of the bath, and as she lay in her bed she looked forward to seeing Tegan again the next day.
As Hannah lay in the bath she came to a decision in regard to her problem and was so determined to solve it that she made it her New Year’s resolution.
It was a few days after the New Year that Lorraine arrived home to find Hannah surrounded by an assortment of local papers.
“What are you up to?” she asked as she tried to see what her sister was reading but Hannah pulled it towards her chest so Loz couldn’t read it and this action served only to make Lorraine even more curious.
“Why so secretive? What are you hiding?” Lorraine asked as she tried to wrestle the paper from her sister’s hands until Hannah snapped, and shouted
“Leave it alone”
“Ok, I was only messing about” Lorraine said and went upstairs.
(Part 06)
“I’m sorry Loz” Hannah said immediately Lorraine returned
“That’s ok” she said “is everything ok?”
“Yes” she replied “it’s just…”
“Just what?” Lorraine asked “Aren’t you happy here?”
“Are you kidding? I love it here, I love living with you, I love the house and the village, so do the kids and they’ve made loads of friends and even I’ve made a few”
“But I’m lonely for “company”” she emphasized
“Well now the girls are up to speed in the kitchen I could maybe take a bit of time off”
“It’s not that kind of “Company” I’m looking for” she said and Lorraine just looked puzzled
“Company” she repeated
Still Lorraine looked at her with confusion on her face
““Male” company” she said
“Oh I see”
“I know you’re not interested in men, love and romance or even a bit of lust for that matter” Hannah said
“But I really am”
Lorraine agreed with the men part in her statement but she could have pointed out that she was getting plenty of love, romance and lust next door with Tegan but she didn’t think it would help the situation and besides it was really exciting to have a secret lover.
“So what’s with the papers?” Lorraine asked
“Lonely hearts” she replied quietly
“What?” Loz said
“Lonely hearts” Hannah replied
“Really?” Lorraine replied and picked up one of the papers and started reading.
It was the Shallowfield and Childean Chronicle, which seemed fairly typical of its type, but Lorraine found the personals quite engrossing.
She had to figure out the shorthand which took a few minutes,
But once she knew the code she could decipher the ads, for example, WLTM was would like to meet, NS was nonsmoker, LTR was long term relationship, and GSOH was good sense of humour.
They weren’t all as easy to work out however,
“What does this one mean?” Lorraine asked “OHAC”
“I don’t know” she replied “it sounds a bit exotic”
“Google it” Loz suggested and Hannah duly obliged
“Oh how disappointing” Hannah said “It means “own house and car”
They then sat down together and read the ads together.
“I have been pouring over these all afternoon” Hannah said “But no luck”
“Are you sure this is the answer?” asked Loz
“I don’t know” she replied “but what else do lonely people do”
“There must be another way to meet a man” Loz said
“All I ever do is meet other mums” Hannah said
“There is one Dad that I see outside the school every day but he’s more of a woman than I am”
“Oh dear” Loz responded “and there’s no one else?”
“There was a man outside the after school club last week who smiled at me” she replied “but he could have been a serial killer”
The two sisters laughed at the prospect and then Lorraine suggested.
“What you need to do is put your own ad in”
“Me?” she replied
“Why not?”
“Ok then” she said resolutely
Lorraine and Hannah spent the next half an hour composing an ad for the lonely hearts column.
And what they came up with was,
“Pretty 30 something Divorcee, Mother of two,
Red hair, Hazel Eyes, medium build,
Who Loves going out and enjoys nights in,
WLTM fun, honest man / single Dad
With GSOH to fall head over heels in love with and who will mend my broken heart”
She thought the broken heart line was pushing a point somewhat because her heart was broken five years earlier and was well mended.
(Part 07)
Hannah was going to phone her ad through the next day but she was chatting to some of the other mums outside the school and she heard about a part time job in the village and it completely went out of her head.
After looking at the local map, the new Bakery manager, Nathan Addison had realized that although Mornington was a relatively small village there were very many farms and hamlets dotted around the Vale as well as a number of small villages full of people who had to buy their bread somewhere, so along with the brewery, the butchers, the farm shop and the general store he set up a free twice weekly deliver service to customers who placed regular orders.
For the first few months the shops took turns to supply a driver but as the business had grown they decided to employ someone on an adhoc basis to make the deliveries for them in the van provided by the Mornington estate.
Hannah went straight from the school down to Addison’s to register her interest in the driving job, but instead of picking up an application form she found herself being led up the staircase to the little office and after filling in a modified Addison’s Bakery application form she was given an interview.
After half an hour of a fairly informal interview Nathan said
“I will need to take a copy of your driving license for the insurance”
“Oh I don’t have the paper part on me” she said rummaging in her bag “but I have the ID bit”
“Well if you pop back with the other part either today or tomorrow, we can get things moving” he said “and providing you don’t have 12 points on your license the job is yours, can you start next Monday?”
“Really?” she said “next Monday?”
“Yes is that ok?”
“Absolutely”
When she told Lorraine later that day that she had a part time job working Mondays and Thursdays, she was over the moon firstly because Hannah was so happy about it and secondly because it meant she would have the house to herself on her day off so she could entertain her girlfriend Tegan.
The kids were very happy about it as well as it meant they could go into the after school club with their new best friends.
On her first day she did the round with Nathan so he could show her the ropes and he was very methodical and a bit long winded so subsequently she was almost late picking the children up from club.
They were standing by the door with another couple of children Karen and Sam Moore and a man who turned out to be their father.
He was a slim balding man and what hair hadn’t already fallen out was going grey.
He smiled at her but she didn’t return it she had had a long day and she was in no mood to exchange smiles with a married man.
(Part 08)
Tim Moore was 33 years old and had worked at the Mornington brewery since he left school and he had made the walk from number 3, Windmill Cottages to the brewery every morning for 17 years, with his father for the first five of those and on his own since his premature death aged 54.
He didn’t know it at the time but that early loss was to set the benchmark in his life, as his mother suffered a massive heart attack and died only six months after he lost his wife to breast cancer leaving him with two children under 3.
But despite the hand he had been dealt he never complained he just got on with life and he thanked God every day for his Children.
Karen was 7 going on 17 and Samuel was an energetic 5.
But that was all he had was his work and his family.
On Thursday, Hannah had Ruby Legg riding shotgun for her, she was in her mid-twenties and a bit more lively than Nathan, she gave her all the gossip about people on the delivery round as well as in the village and she clued Hannah in on one or two short cuts and so as a result she was home in time to enjoy an hour of peace and quiet before she needed to pick up the kids.
As she walked up to the school she was feeling a little guilty because she had found out from Ruby that Mr. Moore, the married man who had smiled at her the other day was in fact a widower.
“If he smiles today I’ll smile back” she said to herself.
As it turned out he wasn’t there and the children were picked up by Mrs. Kincade-Smith, a middle aged woman who lived next door to the Moore’s.
The best part of two weeks had passed when as she was driving back to Mornington she remembered that she hadn’t placed her lonely hearts ad.
So the next morning after she had dropped the children at school she called The Shallowfield and Childean Chronicle and placed her ad which would also go in the Chronicles Sister Papers, the Downshire Journal, and the Finchbottom Flyer.
She had initially put it in for the following two weeks but she figured that being in three papers for two weeks if she didn’t get a nibble she never would.
It was three weeks later when Tim was sitting in the doctor’s surgery with Karen who had a bad cold which was aggravating her asthma.
She was happily playing games on Tim’s phone so he was reading a two week old copy of the Finchbottom Flyer.
It didn’t take long to consume most of its contents, the flyer was not a weighty tome, and then he found himself reading the lonely hearts column which always made him chuckle.
Sue: was looking for no strings fun.
Anna: WLTM a man of any age and at any location.
Maria: was broadminded.
Sam: was looking for a discreet man for casual meetings and
Jane: was interested in Adult fun.
Quite a lot of them liked to dress up but it wasn’t patently clear what that meant.
He wasn’t sure if they meant they liked to wear posh frocks, sexy underwear or a suit of armour.
He thought if he were looking for someone they were the ones to give a wide berth to, although he hadn’t read them because he intended to contact anyone he was just passing the time.
Not that he wouldn’t like to meet someone but he wasn’t sure that the personal ads was the way to go about it, not for a proper relationship anyway.
That was until he read:
“Pretty 30 something Divorcee, Mother of two,
Red hair, Hazel Eyes, medium build,
Who Loves going out and enjoys nights in,
WLTM fun, honest man / single Dad
With GSOH to fall head over heels in love with and who will mend my broken heart”
“I like the sound of you” he said to himself, he liked a red head.
There was a nice one he had seen outside the school, she was pretty when she didn’t have a “back of the chip shop queue face” on her.
Anyway he took out his pen and wrote down the details in case he wanted to pick up the phone later.
(Part 09)
Hannah had barely noticed the fact that she had received no feedback from her ad, as she had been really busy, between her delivery job and running over to Abbeyvale every spare minute to help her mum pack up the house, as she was moving to Dulcets Green over the Easter weekend.
So Valentine’s Day came and went and so did the rest of February, then March came and went and as the remainder of March ebbed away Easter came and went.
Two days after Tim had taken Karen to see the doctor she had a very severe asthma attack and had to spend a week in hospital.
Even when she had been discharged from hospital she suffered a number of minor attacks until they finally got her medication sorted so Tim was on tender hooks right through March and it wasn’t until Easter he finally felt he could relax.
It was during the Easter weekend when he was catching up with things that he found the note he had written in the Doctors surgery.
He read, smiled to himself and screwed it up into a ball and tossed it into the bin.
Five minutes later he retrieved the ball of paper unscrewed it and phoned the paper.
Obviously with it being the holiday weekend he only got the answerphone so he left his details.
With her mother safely moved into the Oak Dale retirement village, the week after Easter brought a little bit of peace and quiet and it also brought an email completely out of the blue.
The email took her completely by surprise as it was in response to her entry in the personal ads which had been so long in coming.
Hannah had long since written off the whole lonely heart thing as a folly, a foolish flirtation, the stuff of schoolgirl dreams.
But now she had a reply the one and only response.
In the email a meeting is brokered and several dates and locations are suggested, The Huntsman’s Lodge in Childean, The Woodcutters Arms in Shallowfield, the Red Lion in Pangmere or the Old Mill Inn in Mornington.
Ideally she would have preferred to have met in Childean, it being the furthest away in a town where she knew no one.
But as it was her first date for more years than she cared to remember she thought that several glasses of wine would be required so that ruled out any location she had to drive to, so she chose the Old Mill Inn because she could walk there in five minutes or get home in a similar time if required.
Tim Moore was also thankful he had only a short journey that evening because he had been required to work late at the brewery.
He would also have preferred to meet in Childean, away from prying eyes.
Siobhan Chapman, from two doors away at number one, was babysitting and was getting the children ready for bed.
So when he got back home from work that night he could quickly get showered and changed.
(Part 10)
At Hannah’s house she was having to get the children ready for bed as well as getting herself ready for her date as her babysitter, Tegan’s younger sister Victoria, wasn’t expected until 7.45.
They had made a date to have a drink at The Old Mill Inn at 8 o’clock and Tim was in the pub with ten minutes to spare.
He sat down at the bar and ordered a pint of Mornington Ale, and he was sitting on a bar stool and was halfway down his pint when his date appeared and as soon as their eyes met their hearts sank as the recognition spread across their faces.
Hannah remembered him from outside the school and how she thought he was a philanderer and he remembered the look on her face that could have stripped paint.
“Oh it’s you” Hannah said “From the school”
“Yes I’m Tim” he replied “Can I get you a drink?
She sat on the stool next to his and replied
“A large white wine please” she said to John Andrew behind the bar.
“I’m Hannah” she said
It was a nervous start to the evening as neither of them was what the other was hoping for.
But Tim kept remembering the wording of the ad and thought that the unknown person in print was worth him taking a risk, so why shouldn’t he give the flesh and blood woman behind the words a chance.
Hannah softened as well because she had found out from Ruby Legg that her initial impression of him was false so she thought she should soften her view of him, if only for the following couple of hours.
Where they were sitting they were in direct line of sight of the kitchen door and Hannah soon became aware of Lorraine’s face peering periodically through the round glass window.
“Shall we go and sit somewhere more comfortable?” she suggested
“Good idea” he said “I’ll just get us another drink”
Hannah chose a seat in a quiet corner well away from Lorraine’s prying eyes and they spent the next hour talking about their children, who had fortunately become friends.
As the alcohol began to take effect they relaxed and began to talk about life before family and after a further hour and a couple more drinks the conversation became more random.
“Ok” she said halfway down her fourth glass of wine “let’s talk about guilty secrets”
“That sounds dangerous” he said
“Who would be your secret fantasy lover?”
“Jessica Rabbit” he said instantly
“That was quick” Hannah said “are you sure?”
“Yes” he confirmed “Jessica Rabbit”
“Oh I’ll have to have a look at her” she said “as she googled Jessica Rabbitt on her phone”
Then after a couple of minutes she said
“She’s a cartoon”
“Well obviously she’s not a real Rabbit” he said defensively “I’m not a complete weirdo”
There was a split second of silence and then they both roared with laughter.
As Tim walked her home she put her arm through his almost subconsciously
“I’ve had a lovely evening” she said as they stepped into the close
“Me too” he agreed
“Perhaps we could go further afield next time” she suggested
“Would you like there to be a next time?”
“Yes I would” she said
“Why don’t you?”
“I would like it very much” he replied and kissed her cheek.
The Olsen family were originally from Abbeyvale but Lorraine’s older sister Hannah moved to Abbottsford after she had married Mick Hill.
Mick however deserted his wife and family after the birth of their second child leaving huge debts behind him including 6 six months of mortgage arrears.
As a result Hannah lost her home and she and her children ended up living in a two bedroom flat in a dingy part of town.
However what was once dingy and undesirable was, after five years, suddenly up and coming, and so her landlord decided to sell out to a developer.
She didn’t know what she was going to do, the council would rehouse her but it would be to another shitty corner of town.
She couldn’t move back home with her mum, Irene because her and her sister Lorraine were banned from any kind of contact with their mum by their abusive stepfather Graham.
And her sister Lorraine lived in a room above the restaurant at the Old Mill Inn in Mornington.
What Hannah was unaware of was however that the Mornington Estate had exercised its option to purchase Mornington Field back from the MOD and along with it the estate also acquired all the buildings and infrastructure on the airfield itself as well as 29 houses in the village formally used as quarters for military personnel.
And furthermore her sister had applied for one, however when Lorraine went to Lyndon-Sanders Properties in Shallowfield she was told that she might not be successful, being a single woman and the new housing stock all being 3 and 4 bedroom homes.
It just so happened though that Hannah’s eviction notification came within a few days of her sisters meeting with a property agent about a house in Mornington and with her sister about to be made homeless it meant Lorraine could make a new application for them all and this time they qualified for a 4 bedroom house.
Lorraine got word from the agents that she was being given the tenancy of number 6 The Close on Friday September 26th, and the first thing she did was ring Hannah.
It wasn’t the best timing in the world as she was catering the Topliss wedding breakfast and the reception the next day so she was rushed off her feet.
Which meant they couldn’t move in until the following weekend but even when the following weekend arrived Lorraine couldn’t take any time off because the restaurant still hadn’t replaced Francois the chef.
Not that the move required a lot of efforts as between them they had little or no furniture and number 6 the Close was unfurnished.
However help with that came from an unusual quarter in the shape of Gabriel St George, the Lord of the Manor, and general philanthropist and all round good egg who on the day of the move just happened to be having lunch at the Old Mill Inn with his girlfriend Chantel.
When he heard that they would all be sleeping on the floor in sleeping bags he called his old friend Jonathon Springthorpe.
He was a resident of the village himself at The Old Forge.
Gabriel decided to phone Jon who was one of the Springthorpe’s at O’Sullivan and Springthorpe Auctioneers in Shallowfield.
(Part 02)
Apart from their normal business as one of the premier auctioneers in Downshire, O’Sullivan and Springthorpe were also required rather more often than they would have liked to do house clearances.
On many occasions they would turn up a few choice pieces to at least cover the cost of the clearance but that still meant there was a lot of serviceable items that weren’t worth auctioning but still had value which eventually found their way into one of their many second hand shops across the county.
However most of it spent a prolonged period in storage first.
Gabriel managed to secure a van load of furniture and arranged for its delivery to The Close that afternoon it was a tall order to get it done that quickly but people tended to pull out all the stops for Gabriel, not because he was the Baron of Mornington but because if he had asked for it to be done it was important that it was.
He always tried to help people when he could he was very lucky to have the life he had and he tried every day to remind himself of that fact but some people didn’t like charity so he played out a bit of a charade with Lorraine when he put his head around the kitchen door and spoke to her.
Gabriel St George put his head around the kitchen door and spoke to Lorraine
“Lorraine I must apologize” he said “the furniture should have been delivered yesterday”
“What furniture?”
“Well you’re renting number 6 the Close” he said
“Which is supposed to be furnished”
“Is it?” Lorraine asked
“Yes” he said “and it will be delivered this afternoon between 3 and 4”
After he had convinced Lorraine that it was a clerical error that it didn’t mention “furnished” in her tenancy agreement he and Chantel went back to the Manor to tell the family that they were engaged, his proposal happening during the conversation with Jonathon.
Hannah had been working hard all day driving back and forth from Abbeyvale with the family’s meagre possessions, the final trip she had the boys in the car as well, who she was able to leave with a neighbor while she did the bulk of the move.
She could have really done with Lorraine’s help but she appreciated she had to work and hers would be the only wage.
It was Lorraine’s day off on Monday but Hannah had to vacate the flat by Saturday midnight so it was unavoidable.
Lorraine hadn’t been fooled for a moment by Gabriel St George’s performance regarding the clerical error in the tenancy agreement but she was very grateful to him so she played along.
Almost the moment the kitchen door closed she was on the phone to Hannah.
Hannah and the boys had only been in the house for ten minutes and they had only that minute established who was having what room and hadn’t even begun to put the boxes in the appropriate rooms when the phone rang.
“Han you will not believe what’s just happened?” Lorraine said excitedly.
(Part 03)
At ten past three the boys came running down the stairs in a state of great excitement.
“Mum, mum the lorry is here” Nick said because his brother Joe was too excited to say anything his mouth kept opening but nothing came out.
Hannah went outside and the four guys in O & S Auctioneer’s overalls were opening the back up.
“What have you got for us then?” she asked
“Everything” the older of the men replied
“What?” she said
“It’s all for you love” he said
“All of it?”
“Yes” he replied “So just tell us where you want it”
“In the lounge I suppose”
“We have express instruction to put every item in situ” One of the younger men said
“So you direct and we’ll deliver”
It wasn’t until 4.30 in the afternoon that Lorraine managed to slip off her whites and hang them up.
Once she had, she took the green bandana from her head and let her carrot coloured hair cascade onto her shoulders before she went over to the house.
When she arrived the shutter was just being pulled down on the O’Sullivan and Springthorpes truck and she could see Hannah stood on the doorstep.
It was obvious from a thousand yards that they were kin, both of them possessed of freckled cheeks and open smiling faces and the flaming red hair.
The only difference between them was that of stature, Lorraine was tall and slim while Hannah was shorter with a fuller figure but then she had given birth to two children, 7 year old Nick and Joe who was 5, and they too had the carrot coloured hair.
As she got closer Hannah ran to meet her she said
“You should see what they sent us Loz”
“Well show me then” she replied and Hannah and the excited boys took her from room to room showing her the new furniture.
Lorraine had to go back to work but with Hannah’s hard work they soon settled in to The Close and the children were enrolled at the school.
Hannah had to do all the work at the house as her sister was still bearing all of the burden at the Old Mill Inn as she was running the kitchen virtually on her own from prep to clean down, and as a result she was completely frazzled, and noticeably so.
This went on until Halloween when there was suddenly a change of fortune when Helen Andrew offered Lorraine the Chefs job and employed two local girls trainee to help her.
It turned out that the girls lived in The Close, either side of Lorraine and Hannah, Tegan Crockford was at number 5 and Cally Wilson at number 7.
Cally was the older of the two by about two weeks and she was significantly larger, not fat but very definitely cast from a bigger mold.
She stood six feet tall with short curly auburn hair, and a very large bust.
Tegan on the other hand was a foot shorter and at least six stones lighter.
She was small with delicate features and bobbed strawberry blonde hair.
And was small enough to shelter beneath the bust of her friend if it rained.
However the anomaly with the pair wasn’t their physical appearance it was their personalities.
The giant Cally was quiet and reserved while tiny Tegan was feisty and forthright.
When the two newbies started work it was amazing as almost immediately the three of them gelled and worked extremely well together and with having the extra pairs of hands to do the prep it meant Lorraine could try out new dishes to add to the menu and from day one Lorraine was visibly more relaxed as the two trainees proved to be every bit as good as expected and as a result of that Hannah and the boys got to see more of her.
(Part 04)
Hannah had worked hard keeping the home fires burning and stopping Nick and Joe going off into orbit as they fast approached Christmas and Lorraine was looking forward to having four days off, the first proper break she’d had since Easter.
The restaurant would close on the afternoon of Christmas Eve and would not reopen fully until the following Tuesday.
When Lorraine got home on Christmas Eve she was in an extremely good mood, which Hannah mistakenly put down to excitement about Christmas but then she was totally unaware that Lorraine had spent the last half an hour of her work day snogging Tegan.
So as she had been kissing in the kitchen she was a little later getting home, so she wasted no time in packing the car because she, Hannah and the children were off to Abbeyvale to spend Christmas with their mum, Irene.
It was the first time in four years they would all be together.
Lorraine and Hannah had been prevented by their abusive stepfather from contacting her.
But Irene had finally had enough after 9 years of being used as a punch bag and hit him in the face with an iron and broke his jaw.
The sisters were so looking forward to spending time with their mum, and having a family Christmas all under one roof, but most of all Hannah was looking forward to her children getting to know their granny.
However what Lorraine was looking forward to more than anything was no cooking but what she wasn’t happy about was that she was missing the strawberry haired slip of mischief Tegan already.
One thing that Hannah was worried about, in fact she was dreading it, was her mum asking her and the kids to move in with her.
She loved living in Mornington, she loved the village, the people, the house, the kids loved their school they had made loads of friends, she loved everything about it, well almost everything, and she wasn’t prepared to give it up without a fight.
The only thing that wasn’t perfect was that she was “lonely”, but she planned to take steps to rectify that situation in the New Year.
After Christmas Dinner Irene and her daughter were in the kitchen clearing away while Nick and Joe were playing with their toys in the lounge.
“That was the best Christmas dinner I’ve had for years” Lorraine said “I can’t wait until next year”
“Well I was meaning to speak to you about that” Irene said and Hannah thought
“Here we go”
“Why what’s the matter?” Lorraine asked with concern
“You’re not going to let that bastard Graham get his foot in the door”
“Good God no” Irene said “I never want to see him again”
“Then what?” Hannah asked with dread in her heart
“I’m selling up” she replied
“Oh God I knew it” Hannah thought
“Selling up?” Lorraine said
“I know it’s the family home but it too big for me now” she explained
“I think it’s a great idea, isn’t it Han?”
“Yes, great” she replied somewhat unconvincing
“But where will you live” Loz asked
“I’ll come and live with you two in Mornington” Hannah said in her head
“I’ve got a little bungalow in the Oak Dale Retirement village over in Dulcets Green” she replied
“And I’ll only be 15 minutes away so I’ll be able to see more of you both and I can come and babysit”
“That’s fantastic” Hannah said “the boys will love that”
“They get to have Granny in their lives and we get our mum back” Lorraine said and then they all hugged and shed a tear or two.
(Part 05)
They stayed at their mum’s in Abbeyvale until the last possible moment and savoured every second of the best Christmas they had had for 5 years.
When they got back home it was late on Sunday evening and while Hannah got the boys upstairs into the bath Lorraine unloaded the car.
With the children in bed and themselves fed Hannah announced she was going to have a long hot soak in the bath and then go to bed herself.
Lorraine looked at the clock and knew what she was going to do, she had already seen the tall busty frame of Cally Wilson pass by the window so she knew Tegan would be about half an hour behind her, as they were only doing bar snacks, so just as Hannah was slipping into the foamy waters of the bath tub, Lorraine slipped out the front door and down the alley that led from The Close to The Street and waited in the shadows.
Hannah didn’t even know that Lorraine had gone out she was still reflecting on the lovely time they’d spent with their mum and was thinking about how to solve her other problem.
Lorraine had stood in the shadows for about 10 minutes and was beginning to wonder if it was such a good idea when she saw her quarry cross the road.
As the diminutive figure of Tegan got to within ten yards Lorraine could wait no longer and stepped out into the light.
At first she was startled but then she recognized her assailant and a huge smile lit up her face.
“I wasn’t expecting to see you tonight” she said
“I thought I’d surprise you” Lorraine said
“Couldn’t wait to see me more like” Tegan said cockily
“I didn’t say that” she said and felt herself blushing
“You missed me though didn’t you?”
“What do you think?” Lorraine replied and took hold of her by her lapels and pulled her into the shadows and kissed her.
When their mouths separated Tegan Said
“I really missed you too”
Lorraine returned unnoticed to the house before Hannah even knew she’s gone, just as she stepped out of the bath, and as she lay in her bed she looked forward to seeing Tegan again the next day.
As Hannah lay in the bath she came to a decision in regard to her problem and was so determined to solve it that she made it her New Year’s resolution.
It was a few days after the New Year that Lorraine arrived home to find Hannah surrounded by an assortment of local papers.
“What are you up to?” she asked as she tried to see what her sister was reading but Hannah pulled it towards her chest so Loz couldn’t read it and this action served only to make Lorraine even more curious.
“Why so secretive? What are you hiding?” Lorraine asked as she tried to wrestle the paper from her sister’s hands until Hannah snapped, and shouted
“Leave it alone”
“Ok, I was only messing about” Lorraine said and went upstairs.
(Part 06)
“I’m sorry Loz” Hannah said immediately Lorraine returned
“That’s ok” she said “is everything ok?”
“Yes” she replied “it’s just…”
“Just what?” Lorraine asked “Aren’t you happy here?”
“Are you kidding? I love it here, I love living with you, I love the house and the village, so do the kids and they’ve made loads of friends and even I’ve made a few”
“But I’m lonely for “company”” she emphasized
“Well now the girls are up to speed in the kitchen I could maybe take a bit of time off”
“It’s not that kind of “Company” I’m looking for” she said and Lorraine just looked puzzled
“Company” she repeated
Still Lorraine looked at her with confusion on her face
““Male” company” she said
“Oh I see”
“I know you’re not interested in men, love and romance or even a bit of lust for that matter” Hannah said
“But I really am”
Lorraine agreed with the men part in her statement but she could have pointed out that she was getting plenty of love, romance and lust next door with Tegan but she didn’t think it would help the situation and besides it was really exciting to have a secret lover.
“So what’s with the papers?” Lorraine asked
“Lonely hearts” she replied quietly
“What?” Loz said
“Lonely hearts” Hannah replied
“Really?” Lorraine replied and picked up one of the papers and started reading.
It was the Shallowfield and Childean Chronicle, which seemed fairly typical of its type, but Lorraine found the personals quite engrossing.
She had to figure out the shorthand which took a few minutes,
But once she knew the code she could decipher the ads, for example, WLTM was would like to meet, NS was nonsmoker, LTR was long term relationship, and GSOH was good sense of humour.
They weren’t all as easy to work out however,
“What does this one mean?” Lorraine asked “OHAC”
“I don’t know” she replied “it sounds a bit exotic”
“Google it” Loz suggested and Hannah duly obliged
“Oh how disappointing” Hannah said “It means “own house and car”
They then sat down together and read the ads together.
“I have been pouring over these all afternoon” Hannah said “But no luck”
“Are you sure this is the answer?” asked Loz
“I don’t know” she replied “but what else do lonely people do”
“There must be another way to meet a man” Loz said
“All I ever do is meet other mums” Hannah said
“There is one Dad that I see outside the school every day but he’s more of a woman than I am”
“Oh dear” Loz responded “and there’s no one else?”
“There was a man outside the after school club last week who smiled at me” she replied “but he could have been a serial killer”
The two sisters laughed at the prospect and then Lorraine suggested.
“What you need to do is put your own ad in”
“Me?” she replied
“Why not?”
“Ok then” she said resolutely
Lorraine and Hannah spent the next half an hour composing an ad for the lonely hearts column.
And what they came up with was,
“Pretty 30 something Divorcee, Mother of two,
Red hair, Hazel Eyes, medium build,
Who Loves going out and enjoys nights in,
WLTM fun, honest man / single Dad
With GSOH to fall head over heels in love with and who will mend my broken heart”
She thought the broken heart line was pushing a point somewhat because her heart was broken five years earlier and was well mended.
(Part 07)
Hannah was going to phone her ad through the next day but she was chatting to some of the other mums outside the school and she heard about a part time job in the village and it completely went out of her head.
After looking at the local map, the new Bakery manager, Nathan Addison had realized that although Mornington was a relatively small village there were very many farms and hamlets dotted around the Vale as well as a number of small villages full of people who had to buy their bread somewhere, so along with the brewery, the butchers, the farm shop and the general store he set up a free twice weekly deliver service to customers who placed regular orders.
For the first few months the shops took turns to supply a driver but as the business had grown they decided to employ someone on an adhoc basis to make the deliveries for them in the van provided by the Mornington estate.
Hannah went straight from the school down to Addison’s to register her interest in the driving job, but instead of picking up an application form she found herself being led up the staircase to the little office and after filling in a modified Addison’s Bakery application form she was given an interview.
After half an hour of a fairly informal interview Nathan said
“I will need to take a copy of your driving license for the insurance”
“Oh I don’t have the paper part on me” she said rummaging in her bag “but I have the ID bit”
“Well if you pop back with the other part either today or tomorrow, we can get things moving” he said “and providing you don’t have 12 points on your license the job is yours, can you start next Monday?”
“Really?” she said “next Monday?”
“Yes is that ok?”
“Absolutely”
When she told Lorraine later that day that she had a part time job working Mondays and Thursdays, she was over the moon firstly because Hannah was so happy about it and secondly because it meant she would have the house to herself on her day off so she could entertain her girlfriend Tegan.
The kids were very happy about it as well as it meant they could go into the after school club with their new best friends.
On her first day she did the round with Nathan so he could show her the ropes and he was very methodical and a bit long winded so subsequently she was almost late picking the children up from club.
They were standing by the door with another couple of children Karen and Sam Moore and a man who turned out to be their father.
He was a slim balding man and what hair hadn’t already fallen out was going grey.
He smiled at her but she didn’t return it she had had a long day and she was in no mood to exchange smiles with a married man.
(Part 08)
Tim Moore was 33 years old and had worked at the Mornington brewery since he left school and he had made the walk from number 3, Windmill Cottages to the brewery every morning for 17 years, with his father for the first five of those and on his own since his premature death aged 54.
He didn’t know it at the time but that early loss was to set the benchmark in his life, as his mother suffered a massive heart attack and died only six months after he lost his wife to breast cancer leaving him with two children under 3.
But despite the hand he had been dealt he never complained he just got on with life and he thanked God every day for his Children.
Karen was 7 going on 17 and Samuel was an energetic 5.
But that was all he had was his work and his family.
On Thursday, Hannah had Ruby Legg riding shotgun for her, she was in her mid-twenties and a bit more lively than Nathan, she gave her all the gossip about people on the delivery round as well as in the village and she clued Hannah in on one or two short cuts and so as a result she was home in time to enjoy an hour of peace and quiet before she needed to pick up the kids.
As she walked up to the school she was feeling a little guilty because she had found out from Ruby that Mr. Moore, the married man who had smiled at her the other day was in fact a widower.
“If he smiles today I’ll smile back” she said to herself.
As it turned out he wasn’t there and the children were picked up by Mrs. Kincade-Smith, a middle aged woman who lived next door to the Moore’s.
The best part of two weeks had passed when as she was driving back to Mornington she remembered that she hadn’t placed her lonely hearts ad.
So the next morning after she had dropped the children at school she called The Shallowfield and Childean Chronicle and placed her ad which would also go in the Chronicles Sister Papers, the Downshire Journal, and the Finchbottom Flyer.
She had initially put it in for the following two weeks but she figured that being in three papers for two weeks if she didn’t get a nibble she never would.
It was three weeks later when Tim was sitting in the doctor’s surgery with Karen who had a bad cold which was aggravating her asthma.
She was happily playing games on Tim’s phone so he was reading a two week old copy of the Finchbottom Flyer.
It didn’t take long to consume most of its contents, the flyer was not a weighty tome, and then he found himself reading the lonely hearts column which always made him chuckle.
Sue: was looking for no strings fun.
Anna: WLTM a man of any age and at any location.
Maria: was broadminded.
Sam: was looking for a discreet man for casual meetings and
Jane: was interested in Adult fun.
Quite a lot of them liked to dress up but it wasn’t patently clear what that meant.
He wasn’t sure if they meant they liked to wear posh frocks, sexy underwear or a suit of armour.
He thought if he were looking for someone they were the ones to give a wide berth to, although he hadn’t read them because he intended to contact anyone he was just passing the time.
Not that he wouldn’t like to meet someone but he wasn’t sure that the personal ads was the way to go about it, not for a proper relationship anyway.
That was until he read:
“Pretty 30 something Divorcee, Mother of two,
Red hair, Hazel Eyes, medium build,
Who Loves going out and enjoys nights in,
WLTM fun, honest man / single Dad
With GSOH to fall head over heels in love with and who will mend my broken heart”
“I like the sound of you” he said to himself, he liked a red head.
There was a nice one he had seen outside the school, she was pretty when she didn’t have a “back of the chip shop queue face” on her.
Anyway he took out his pen and wrote down the details in case he wanted to pick up the phone later.
(Part 09)
Hannah had barely noticed the fact that she had received no feedback from her ad, as she had been really busy, between her delivery job and running over to Abbeyvale every spare minute to help her mum pack up the house, as she was moving to Dulcets Green over the Easter weekend.
So Valentine’s Day came and went and so did the rest of February, then March came and went and as the remainder of March ebbed away Easter came and went.
Two days after Tim had taken Karen to see the doctor she had a very severe asthma attack and had to spend a week in hospital.
Even when she had been discharged from hospital she suffered a number of minor attacks until they finally got her medication sorted so Tim was on tender hooks right through March and it wasn’t until Easter he finally felt he could relax.
It was during the Easter weekend when he was catching up with things that he found the note he had written in the Doctors surgery.
He read, smiled to himself and screwed it up into a ball and tossed it into the bin.
Five minutes later he retrieved the ball of paper unscrewed it and phoned the paper.
Obviously with it being the holiday weekend he only got the answerphone so he left his details.
With her mother safely moved into the Oak Dale retirement village, the week after Easter brought a little bit of peace and quiet and it also brought an email completely out of the blue.
The email took her completely by surprise as it was in response to her entry in the personal ads which had been so long in coming.
Hannah had long since written off the whole lonely heart thing as a folly, a foolish flirtation, the stuff of schoolgirl dreams.
But now she had a reply the one and only response.
In the email a meeting is brokered and several dates and locations are suggested, The Huntsman’s Lodge in Childean, The Woodcutters Arms in Shallowfield, the Red Lion in Pangmere or the Old Mill Inn in Mornington.
Ideally she would have preferred to have met in Childean, it being the furthest away in a town where she knew no one.
But as it was her first date for more years than she cared to remember she thought that several glasses of wine would be required so that ruled out any location she had to drive to, so she chose the Old Mill Inn because she could walk there in five minutes or get home in a similar time if required.
Tim Moore was also thankful he had only a short journey that evening because he had been required to work late at the brewery.
He would also have preferred to meet in Childean, away from prying eyes.
Siobhan Chapman, from two doors away at number one, was babysitting and was getting the children ready for bed.
So when he got back home from work that night he could quickly get showered and changed.
(Part 10)
At Hannah’s house she was having to get the children ready for bed as well as getting herself ready for her date as her babysitter, Tegan’s younger sister Victoria, wasn’t expected until 7.45.
They had made a date to have a drink at The Old Mill Inn at 8 o’clock and Tim was in the pub with ten minutes to spare.
He sat down at the bar and ordered a pint of Mornington Ale, and he was sitting on a bar stool and was halfway down his pint when his date appeared and as soon as their eyes met their hearts sank as the recognition spread across their faces.
Hannah remembered him from outside the school and how she thought he was a philanderer and he remembered the look on her face that could have stripped paint.
“Oh it’s you” Hannah said “From the school”
“Yes I’m Tim” he replied “Can I get you a drink?
She sat on the stool next to his and replied
“A large white wine please” she said to John Andrew behind the bar.
“I’m Hannah” she said
It was a nervous start to the evening as neither of them was what the other was hoping for.
But Tim kept remembering the wording of the ad and thought that the unknown person in print was worth him taking a risk, so why shouldn’t he give the flesh and blood woman behind the words a chance.
Hannah softened as well because she had found out from Ruby Legg that her initial impression of him was false so she thought she should soften her view of him, if only for the following couple of hours.
Where they were sitting they were in direct line of sight of the kitchen door and Hannah soon became aware of Lorraine’s face peering periodically through the round glass window.
“Shall we go and sit somewhere more comfortable?” she suggested
“Good idea” he said “I’ll just get us another drink”
Hannah chose a seat in a quiet corner well away from Lorraine’s prying eyes and they spent the next hour talking about their children, who had fortunately become friends.
As the alcohol began to take effect they relaxed and began to talk about life before family and after a further hour and a couple more drinks the conversation became more random.
“Ok” she said halfway down her fourth glass of wine “let’s talk about guilty secrets”
“That sounds dangerous” he said
“Who would be your secret fantasy lover?”
“Jessica Rabbit” he said instantly
“That was quick” Hannah said “are you sure?”
“Yes” he confirmed “Jessica Rabbit”
“Oh I’ll have to have a look at her” she said “as she googled Jessica Rabbitt on her phone”
Then after a couple of minutes she said
“She’s a cartoon”
“Well obviously she’s not a real Rabbit” he said defensively “I’m not a complete weirdo”
There was a split second of silence and then they both roared with laughter.
As Tim walked her home she put her arm through his almost subconsciously
“I’ve had a lovely evening” she said as they stepped into the close
“Me too” he agreed
“Perhaps we could go further afield next time” she suggested
“Would you like there to be a next time?”
“Yes I would” she said
“Why don’t you?”
“I would like it very much” he replied and kissed her cheek.
Monday 22 May 2017
Mornington-By-Mere – (09) Penny and Tom
(Part 01)
Happy go lucky Penny Williams had lived all her life in Abbeyvale and was a bubbly bright woman who always had a smile on her face she was in fact by nature a happy outgoing person.
Even when things didn’t always go her way she had a positive and happy outlook, for example when she found out she couldn’t have children she still looked on the bright side and took the positive to advance her career.
Penny managed to maintain that sunny attitude throughout her life until her fifty fifth year when her world fell apart, when Bryan, her husband of 34 years, had a sudden and catastrophic heart attack and died and Penny proceeded to fall apart along with it.
Penny who was always the picture of health had a complexion and demeanour as grey as her hair had become and the tragic loss of her husband had sucked all the spirit from her and left her frightened of her own shadow.
Forced to give up her job through ill health she also started to suffer from panic attacks and crowds really bothered her so she became a virtual prisoner in her own home the contents of which were a constant reminder of what she had lost.
She seemed totally unable to cope with the dreadful event that had befallen her and so after a year of total decline Bryan’s brother, Bob, who lived in Mornington, persuaded his wife Linda to invite Penny to stay with them for a while in an attempt to snap her out of her melancholic torpor.
Penny moved to Mornington in September, 14 months after she became a widow and the journey from Abbeyvale to Mornington was a tortuous one.
Mainly because she was leaving her home of so many years, albeit temporarily, but also it was the first time she had left the house that year and so she spent the entire journey with her eyes shut tight.
Bob Williams lived at number 1, The Close with his wife Linda and teenage children Kathryn and Bryan.
Although Linda had agreed to have Penny stay with them she did so reluctantly and was not happy in the slightest about having a nutty old lady living with them.
An unfair observation on her part as she wasn’t nutty and she was only 4 years older than Linda was.
Bob worked at the brewery full time so the “burden” fell upon Linda and she made everyone aware of the fact.
For the first week and a half Penny never left the house and was in danger of replacing one prison for another and that might well have been the case if not for the fact that she found herself in the house alone with just the family dog, Tyrion, for company, so called because the Williams family were fans of “Game of Thrones”
As the morning wore on, Tyrion became increasingly anxious and indeed vociferous, and made it patently obvious he wanted to go out.
She chose to ignore the noisy spaniel and concentrated on reading her book, which was her escape from everything.
Penny managed to ignore the dog up until lunchtime and then he got the better of her and she finally gave in
“Alright” she shouted “You win”
She found his lead and put her outdoor clothes on which she hadn’t warn since she arrived and then opened the door and she stood on the front step and after taking a deep breath and stepped off.
(Part 02)
Penny had always loved Abbeyvale because it was busy and vibrant and she was proud of the town too and she thought it more deserving of “County Town” status than Abbottsford.
But since her loss she had changed and she found that the busy noisy activity of the town which once excited her actually disturbed her, because there was so much evidence of people getting on with things, getting on with life.
So Mornington suited her very well, it was so quiet and so peaceful.
There was no noisy buzz in sleepy Mornington.
She didn’t venture far on that first outing when she stepped tentatively out into the world, she went out of The Close and turned left into Bridge Street following it down the hill before turning left again into The Street and walked head down past the Legg’s Farm Shop, The Doctors, Dentist, Mazzone’s Hairdressers and the Vets and then took another left up Military Row until she reached the top end of Bridge Street and turned back into The Close.
It was not exactly an epic journey but it was very significant for her.
“That wasn’t so bad” she said to Tyrion.
It wasn’t the most enjoyable walk for the dog as Penny walked at yomping pace and kept her head down all the way speaking to no one and making eye contact with no one and breathed a huge sigh of relief when she closed the door behind her.
However, as relieved as she was to be back in the house she knew that although in the scheme of things it was far from a momentous event in her life it was certainly a momentous first step.
The next day Penny ventured out again with Tyrion and briskly walked the same route again, though not quite as briskly as the day before, but again she didn’t interact with anyone on her short journey but she was at least getting out.
Getting out of the house was a good start on the path to her recovery but living with her relatives was also helping immensely, Bob was very supportive and Kathryn and Bryan were brilliant with her encouraging her to talk about life with her husband.
The only fly in the ointment was Linda who was at best disapproving of her and at worst, when they were alone, downright spiteful, calling her weak and mental.
Fortunately they weren’t alone often and the kindness of the others more than compensated for Linda’s meanness and Tyrion loved her.
Day by day over the three weeks following Penny and Tyrion’s initial sprint around the block slowed in tempo and they gradually increased the duration of their constitutionals and even began varying their route and by the end of October she had not only made eye contact with some of the locals she had actually nodded and smiled at one of them.
(Part 03)
By the time November arrived she had become a little more adventurous and looked with interest in the direction of the old airfield.
However it took a day or two before her curiosity finally got the better of her and she and Tyrion walked through the gates of Mornington Field.
Once through, her progress was halted by security fences, separating her from the construction work that was taking place, so she couldn’t explore as much as she had hoped so she had to follow the only unblocked road available to her and after about 20 yards or so she let the dog off the lead.
Standing on the runway in the middle of the airfield, sheltered from the bitter wind by the huge bonfire, Penny had felt so relaxed and so alive and she lost all track of time, so it was close to an hour later by the time she was returning towards the gate with the dog back on the lead.
As she and the dog approached the main gate once again, Tyrion’s attention was attracted to a man in a hard hat and hi-vis coat beyond the security barrier or more precisely the Border Collie at his heel.
“Well hello there” the man said as the two dogs introduced each other.
“What’s this fellow’s name?” he asked Penny
“Tyrion” she replied quietly slightly embarrassed
“Tyrion?”
“Yes” she said “silly isn’t it”
“I take it you didn’t choose it” he said with a smile
“No” she admitted and laughed
“My old lads name is Jack and I’m Tom”
“I’m Penny and Tyrion here belongs to my in laws who I’m staying with at the moment and they’re fans of “Game of Thrones”, whatever that is” She explained
“Ah it’s a rather strange and fanciful TV series” he said
“Hmm I’ve never been much of a TV person” Penny said
“I see”
“I was rather unhappy with the standard of programming 30 years ago but from what I’ve seen while I’ve been in Mornington it appears to have deteriorated since”
“I think you’re right there” Tom said
“So what’s going on here then?” Penny asked indicating his side of the barrier.
“We are converting the old airfield buildings to commercial premises” he replied
“So that will make it busier I suppose” Penny said
“Probably” Tom replied
“Shame” she said
“It won’t affect the village though” he assured her “The main entrance will be through the West gate.
“That not so bad then” she conceded and shivered
“Come on Tyrion let’s get you back home in the warm, goodbye Tom”
Her encounter with Tom McGuire proved to be the longest conversation Penny had had with another human being since before the death of her husband and she was surprised at how easy it came and she was quite pleased with herself.
When she got back home however she was greeted by her sister in law, Linda, who was wearing her angry face.
“Where the hell have you been?” she snapped
“Taking the dog for a walk”` she replied “I didn’t realise I had a curfew”
“You’re bloody unstable you are” Linda said
“I am not unstable” Penny replied and ran upstairs and Linda shouted after her
“Mentally unstable”
(Part 04)
Tom McGuire was the Construction Site manager up at Mornington Field, and he too was a Widow, but in his case his wife had passed away 20 years earlier.
It was a happy marriage even though it only lasted 15 years and they were blessed with two children, a son Kelvin who was 33 and was a Major in the Downshire Light Infantry and a daughter Charlotte 30 who was a nurse in Abbottsford.
Both of his children had children of their own and Tom McGuire was a very happy and doting Grandpa.
Also like Penny he was a recent and temporary arrival in the village.
Penny stayed in her room after her altercation with Linda and didn’t come out again until the next morning after everyone had left for the day.
After showering and getting dressed she made herself some breakfast and then got Tyrion’s lead and they went out into the cold crisp November morning.
Although he still had a financial interest in Normanton Construction Tom McGuire was actually semi-retired he hadn’t found a reason to give up completely so he liked to do a bit here and there just to keep his hand in.
As he was a resident of the Vale he volunteered for the Mornington job even though it was fairly menial compared to what he was used to.
His main residence was a quiet riverside cottage in the village of Dulcet-on-Brooke, about 20 miles downstream from Mornington, but during the initial phase of the construction work he was staying in one of the Military Row houses for at least 4 days a week, which also doubled up as his site office.
Part of Tom’s remit as site manager was to insure that the first job to be completed was to improve the link road from the Purplemere Road to the West Gate on Mornington Field so that all traffic, both construction and the future commercial, would not need to go through the village.
He had just left number 19 carrying some drawings with Jack trotting at his side as Penny and Tyrion were leaving the Close so with their differing gaits their paths crossed just before the main gates.
“Well hello again” Tom said
“Oh hello” Penny replied and noticing the rolled up drawings under his arm and the direction he had come from she asked
“Do you live in the village?”
“Yes but only in the short term while I have to be on site a lot, it’s easier than doing a 40 mile round trip each day”
“So we are both strangers in the village” she said
“So are you staying in the village for long?”
“Just a month or so I hope” she replied “my sister in law is driving me mad”
Tom detected no note of humour in her voice and so as they reached the gate he said
“My father was stationed here during the war”
“Was he a pilot?” she asked
“Yes he was”
“Was he brave or barmy?” Penny asked
“I’m sorry”
“My father always said pilots must be either brave of barmy” Penny explained
“Oh I see, yes I suppose he was a little of both” he said “he was only 19 years old when he rode through these gates on his Royal Enfield Bullet”
“So he was no stranger to dangerous machines then” she said with a smile
“No I don’t suppose he was” he agreed
“Are you going to the fireworks tomorrow night? There is likely to be quite a crowd”
“Oh I don’t think so, no, I don’t really like crowds”
“Oh that’s a shame” he said
“Yes it is, because I do like fireworks”
“Well this is where I leave you” he said opening the security gate “Enjoy your walk you have a lovely day for it”
“Thank you yes we will definitely make the most of it” she replied as Tyrion led her eagerly along the road
“Come on Jack” he said as Jack seemed more interested in following Tyrion and Penny than he did going with his master.
“We have work to do lad”
“Maybe next time Jack” Penny shouted
(Part 05)
It was pouring with rain the next morning so Penny didn’t venture out, but by midday it had brightened considerable so after lunch much to Tyrion’s approval she donned her wellies and they set off towards the airfield, Tyrion loved it up there with so much space to run around in and she loved the open space and the lack of people.
There was no sign of Tom or Jack as they passed through the main gate and they reached the airfield proper completely unnoticed.
Tom was walking back through the west gate after checking the progress on the road widening when Jack alerted him to the presence of Penny and Tyrion walking along the runway, well Penny was walking, Tyrion was running hither and thither.
The various groups of tradesmen were using the old control block as their site office, where they stored their gear and ate their lunch.
The guys working on the road improvements had site cabins and portaloos but everyone else used the control block.
Tom himself had set himself up in the tower itself as it commanded a 360 degree view of the whole site.
It was a bitterly cold afternoon and Tom went straight upstairs to the tower for a hot drink and as he drank he looked out across the site.
Large sections of the formerly grassed areas on the far side of the airfield had already been ploughed under by the Vale Farm Tractor and the larger grassed area between runways A and B, where the bonfire stood, had already been fenced off and hawthorn hedges planted and was to go under the plough as soon as the bonfire was reduced to ash.
But it was as he stood looking at the enormous unlit bonfire that he had an idea.
When he noticed Penny and Tyrion heading back towards the road he said to Jack who was warming himself by the heater
“Come lad lets go and say hello”
Jack reluctantly got to his feet but was the first to the security gate and was already saying hello to Tyrion, who was having the lead put on by Penny, by the time Tom got there.
“Hi Penny I’m glad I caught you” he said
“Hello Tom, hello Jack” she responded
“I’ve been thinking about tonight’s fireworks” Tom said “I know you don’t like crowds but…”
“It’s not just that I don’t like crowds Tom” she interrupted “they cause me to have panic attacks”
“Well I have a solution whereby you get to see the fireworks and completely avoid the crowd”
“How?” she asked suspiciously
“We watch from up there” he said pointing to the tower
“Are you sure you don’t mind us going?” Bob asked
“Too bad if she does” Linda snapped
“Bloody drama queen”
“Don’t me mean mum” Kathryn said
“She needs to pull herself together” Linda said looking directly at Penny as she said it
Linda was the last to leave and as soon as the door closed she said “Cow” and Tyrion barked as if in total agreement.
The truth was Linda disliked Penny, and always had done.
She resented everything about her, her slim finger, life style, wealth and career.
And although she hated having Penny in the house she still took some perverted pleasure from her circumstances.
She waited until the clock hands approached the time the bonfire was to be lit and then she got up and put on her coat.
Tyrion gave her a look as if to say “Where are you going?”
“You won’t like it out there with all the bangs” she said and gave him a fuss.
She wrapped a scarf around her neck and pulled on her woollen hat then slipped her feet into her wellies.
(Part 06)
Penny only passed one person on the way to the airfield, a young man who kept looking at his watch who was clearly waiting for a girl.
She passed him virtually unnoticed and then saw Tom step from the shadows and open the gate.
“Great, you made it just in time” he said “We have about 5 minutes before they light the bonfire”
Tom had a large torch in hand and illuminated the path ahead of them up to the control block, then once inside the way was well lit all the way along the ground floor and up the stairs to the tower.
“We can either stay inside and watch through the glass or sit outside on the balcony” he said and opened the door to reveal two fold up chairs complete with tartan car rugs.
“Wow this is perfect” Penny said sitting in one of the chairs
“Outside it is then” Tom said
He briefly went back inside and dimmed the lights and when he returned he was carrying three vacuum flasks, also tartan.
“We have Coffee, hot chocolate or soup”
“Ooh what flavour?” Penny asked
“Oxtail”
“That’s my favourite” she said
There was some delay in lighting the bonfire due to the torrential rain that fell that morning.
“So how long have crowds bothered you?” He asked as they sat sipping their waiting for the show to start
“Since my husband died” she replied sadly
She went on to explain how she had been so grief stricken she couldn’t leave her house for months and on the rare occasions when she had to venture out large numbers of people terrified her.
“Grief and depression can be a dangerous combination” he said
“Have you lost someone then?” she asked
“Yes my wife, but that was 20 years ago”
Then it was Toms turn to speak of his loss and the strength he drew from his children and continued to draw from.
He went onto explain about his grandchildren and how they were the lights in his life.
This was received with mixed feelings by Penny who wasn’t able to have children which was never a problem to her until she lost Bryan which kind of drew a line under it and made it final.
“Since I’ve been in the village I’m starting to get my confidence back” she said changing the subject
“But?”
“But not fast enough for my sister in law” she explained
“Ah”
“She would love me to go back to my own house, I would love to go back to my own house, but I don’t think I’m ready” she added
“Bob and the kids have been wonderful but Linda and I have never got on and the other day she called me a nutter”
“You’re kidding?”
“I wish I was” she said just as the bonfire roared into life
The bonfire was magnificent and the fireworks as usual were spectacular and when the display came to an end even Penny and Tom applauded, but the applause signalled not only the end of the display but also Penny’s time to exit the airfield before the crowd spewed towards the gate.
“Thank you so much Tom that’s the nicest evening I’ve had in a very long time” she said
“My pleasure” he responded
“Good night” she said “Tyrion and I may see you tomorrow”
“I will look forward to it” Tom replied “Good night”
As she walked down the Close she was reflecting on the evening and what good company Tom was and how nice it was to share the time with someone with a sympathetic ear, someone who wasn’t judging her, someone who understood.
Tyrion was pleased to see her when she got back to the house, Linda considerably less so when she waked through the door but Penny greeted her with a smile which Linda found quite disarming.
(Part 07)
The day after the fireworks Penny woke up with the most positive outlook she had had for many months, a feeling which didn’t diminish even when she didn’t see Tom, either going in through the airfield gates or coming out again.
Penny was still undaunted the next day when she repeated the experience.
She was however feeling a little jaded by the following Wednesday when she still hadn’t had a single encounter with Tom or Jack.
Penny and Tyrion had passed expectantly through the gates once again and when there was no sign they pressed on and were soon passing the old Officers Mess.
Penny had just released Tyrion from the leash and as he sprinted for the open space of the airfield he was suddenly joined by a very excited Jack.
He took them both by surprise, Tyrion’s response was to chase after him while Penny’s was to search for his master.
“Hello” he called
“Hello stranger” she responded and when she noticed his arm was in a sling she asked “what have you been up to?”
“I slipped in the shower” he replied “and hit my arm on the sink”
“Is it broken?”
“I’m afraid so yes” he replied “that’s why I’ve been staying at the cottage”
“I wondered why we hadn’t seen you around” she said “I hope you’re not back at work?”
“No not really”
“No not really?” she repeated disapprovingly
“I’m just here to make sure everything’s on track” he explained “and to join you on your walk”
“It will make a nice change to have some company” she said
“Tyrion is very sweet but his conversation isn’t very stimulating”
“And you think mine is?”
“Well it’s all relative” she replied with a smile
After walking almost as far as Vale Farm Penny looked at Tom and decided he had probably had enough and steered him back in the direction of the village and as she did so she asked
“If you’ve been staying at the cottage how did you get here from the Dulcets?”
The Dulcets referred to the collection of villages and hamlets such as Dulcet Meadow, Dulcet St Mary, Dulcet Green and the one Tom lived in, Dulcet-on-Brooke
“I hope you didn’t drive” she asked sternly
“No my daughter Charlotte dropped me off”
“Did she? I would have liked to meet her” Penny said
“Well you can” Tom said “She’s picking me up again later”
“Are you going back home tonight then?”
“No, it’s my granddaughters birthday so were going out for pizza,
I’ll stay at Charlottes tonight and then she’ll bring me back in the morning”
When they got back to Mornington Tom was looking a bit grey so Penny suggested
“I think you need to go and rest”
Tom didn’t protest and stayed only long enough for them to exchange phone numbers so Tom could text her when Charlotte arrived to pick him up then they said goodbye and went their separate ways and when she and Tyrion got home she made herself a cup of tea and then fell asleep in the armchair.
(Part 08)
It was just before 6 o’clock when she received a text message and she got up and put on her coat.
The family were all home and the house was full of wonderful cooking smells.
Linda might well have been a nasty cow but she could certainly cook well.
“Where are you going?” Linda barked
“I’m just popping out” she replied
“Where?” she demanded
“Out” she replied and put the lead on the dog
“One of you two had better go with her” she said to the children “in case the fruitcake gets lost”
“The fruit cake will be perfectly ok on her own thank you” Penny said and opened the door.
She walked quickly out of the Close as she didn’t want to keep Tom and his daughter waiting and when she turned into Military Row she could see Tom standing by a car outside number 19 with a woman in a dark blue Nursing uniform so she quickened her pace.
“Sorry to keep you waiting” she said
“Nonsense” Tom replied “This is my daughter Charlotte”
“So pleased to meet you” she said “I’ve heard a lot about you from Tom”
“Likewise” Charlotte said “And who is this?”
“Tyrion” Penny replied
“Game of Thrones?” she asked
“I’m afraid so” she admitted
They chatted for five minutes or so and then Tom and Charlotte got in the car.
“Where’s Jack?”
“He’s asleep on the back seat” he replied “he’s worn out”
“Same time tomorrow?” Tom asked
“Ok” she said “Nice meeting you Charlotte”
“She’s nice” Charlotte said
“Yes she is” he agreed
“You make a nice couple” Charlotte observed
“How would you feel?” he asked
“What about?”
“About me and Penny” he explained
“What do you mean?”
“Well if we were to become a couple”
“I think it’s been 20 years Dad and it’s about time you found someone” She said “in fact it’s well past the time”
“What about Kelvin?” he asked
“He thinks the same as me” she assured him
Penny and Tom continued their daily walks for the period of time he was on “light duties”.
He also took the time to escort her into the quiet meagre shops that Mornington had to offer and they had even ventured into the Old Mill Inn for a couple of quiet lunches, with every day that passed her confidence was returning.
The following week he resumed a few more of his duties but it still left him more than half the day to spend with Penny in whatever way they chose.
One day they were just walking past the Farm Shop when Linda immerged
“Oh” she uttered looking Tom up and down “You must be the boyfriend”
He was about to correct her but Penny spoke first
“This is Tom” Penny said and Linda looked him up and down again
“Tom this is Linda”
“Pleased to meet you” he lied
“Well I wasn’t expecting to see you down here” She said “Don’t you find it a bit scary by the shops?”
Linda had an ugly smile on her face which Tom would have gladly slapped off but instead he said proudly
“Penny is improving every day”
(Part 09)
On Saturday morning Tom was sitting in his kitchen drinking coffee and looking at the clock, he had arranged to meet Penny at lunchtime, and he had a couple of hours to kill.
And he had just decided to have a second cup when he heard his phone vibrate on the counter.
It was a text message and when he saw who it was from Penny he smiled, but his smile soon faded when he read the message.
“Help! They’re taking me to the Phoenix Centre”
“Shit” he said and he and Jack got straight in his car and headed for Abbottsford.
He didn’t rush he knew even if they’d had a half an hour start on him he would still get there ahead of them.
He was only 10 minutes away from the Pepperstock Express Way whereas from Mornington they had 15 miles of country roads before they got anywhere near a main road and when they did it was only single carriage way.
Once he got to Abbottsford he parked the car and the sent her a text.
“I’m at the Phoenix, text me when you know what carpark”
Within seconds he got a reply
“Thanks xx P”
Ten minutes later he got a another text
“Abbey View Road”
“Excellent” he said out loud, there was only one way in to the Centre from that car park so he knew exactly where to intercept them.
Penny spent most of the journey through Abbottsford with her eyes shut, she only opened them at all because Tom wanted to know which carpark they were in.
She really didn’t want to go Christmas Shopping but Linda had bullied her.
The moment she got out of the car her heart started to pound and her breathing quickened.
“Come on get moving” she heard Linda say and felt her pushing her from behind, reluctantly she complied.
The crowd grew steadily bigger the closer they got to the entrance as the shoppers were funnelled in,
Penny was looking down at the floor but began to feel claustrophobic as the crowd jostled along.
All at once she felt a hand on her arm and she was tugged sideways out of the throng.
Her nephew and niece followed close behind her, protecting her, but Linda stood her ground.
Penny looked up and relaxed when she saw it was Tom.
“Are you alright?” he asked
She nodded but it was unconvincing
“This is madness” he said directly to Linda
“I thought you said she was improving” she yapped
“She is, she’s doing very well but she’s not ready for the Phoenix Centre on a Saturday morning only four weeks before Christmas”
“She needs to buck up” Linda snapped
“It won’t do any good pandering to her you’ll just make a rod for your own back”
“It’s not pandering its caring” Tom retorted
“Well you can “care” for her all you like” she said bitterly “Come on kids, leave the fruit cakes to get on with it”
“Will you be ok auntie?” Kathryn asked but Penny just turned at looked up at Tom
“Yes we’ll do our thing and see you back at home later”
“If you’re sure” Bryan said “we don’t mind staying with you”
“I think Penny and I will have a quite coffee somewhere and decide what we want to do”
“Ok” they both said and went off to join their mother who was waiting impatiently about 20 yards away and she glared in Tom’s direction.
(Part 10)
The shopping Centre was jammed and as they reached the main concourse she grabbed his arm and held on for dear life.
“Let’s go and have a ridiculously expensive coffee” he said
“Ok” she responded weakly
They stopped at the first place they came to which was called Espresso Phoenix.
It was refreshingly quiet and Tom chose a table in the far corner and Penny sat with her back to the world.
After ten minutes had passed by, Penny had relaxed and was feeling calm again and was chatting happily seemingly oblivious to the world bustling by.
However while he was waiting in the carpark Tom had phoned his daughter Charlotte to vent and it turned out she was already in the centre with her husband and children and she offered to be a shoulder to cry on.
While he was at the counter getting the coffee’s he texted Charlotte the name of the coffee shop they were in, so ten minutes later, right on cue, Charlotte and six year old daughter Georgia walked in.
“I hope you don’t mind” he said “I asked Charlotte to join us”
“How lovely” she said and turned around for the first time since they had been in there to greet Charlotte.
“Hello Penny” she said and leant down and kissed her as Georgia hugged her grandpa
“And who’s this?” Penny asked
“Georgia” she replied “I’m six”
“Are you sure you’re six?”
“Yes” she said
“Then I think you must have just had a birthday” Penny said
“I have” Georgia said excitedly “How did you know?”
“That would be telling”
“So where’s your brother?” Tom asked
“He’s with Dad in the model shop” she replied and rolled her eyes.
“Yes they may be awhile” Charlotte said
Tom organised drinks and the four of them sat in the quiet corner for more than an hour before Charlottes
Husband Clive and 8 year old son Ben arrived and it was time to go.
As she stepped out from the sanctuary of the Phoenix Espresso she became instantly aware of the crowds again and she faltered so Tom took hold of her hand and said
“We’ll do it together”
Georgia noticed them holding hands and asked loudly
“Is Penny going to be our Grandma?”
“Only if she wants the job” Tom replied with his eyes on Penny
Penny wasn’t able to have children and although she hadn’t realised it under her later years it was a sadness in her life but life was full of compensations and so denied mother hood she would just have to be the best step grannie it was possible to be to make up for it.
“I think that would be rather nice” she replied and was blissfully unaware of the hustle and bustle around them.
In fact she was unaware of absolutely everything apart from Tom kissing her gently on the lips.
For Charlotte’s family it was time to do the shopping they had gone to Abbottsford to do in the first place and for Tom and Penny it was time to drive up to the Dulcets and celebrate a new chapter in both their lives.
Happy go lucky Penny Williams had lived all her life in Abbeyvale and was a bubbly bright woman who always had a smile on her face she was in fact by nature a happy outgoing person.
Even when things didn’t always go her way she had a positive and happy outlook, for example when she found out she couldn’t have children she still looked on the bright side and took the positive to advance her career.
Penny managed to maintain that sunny attitude throughout her life until her fifty fifth year when her world fell apart, when Bryan, her husband of 34 years, had a sudden and catastrophic heart attack and died and Penny proceeded to fall apart along with it.
Penny who was always the picture of health had a complexion and demeanour as grey as her hair had become and the tragic loss of her husband had sucked all the spirit from her and left her frightened of her own shadow.
Forced to give up her job through ill health she also started to suffer from panic attacks and crowds really bothered her so she became a virtual prisoner in her own home the contents of which were a constant reminder of what she had lost.
She seemed totally unable to cope with the dreadful event that had befallen her and so after a year of total decline Bryan’s brother, Bob, who lived in Mornington, persuaded his wife Linda to invite Penny to stay with them for a while in an attempt to snap her out of her melancholic torpor.
Penny moved to Mornington in September, 14 months after she became a widow and the journey from Abbeyvale to Mornington was a tortuous one.
Mainly because she was leaving her home of so many years, albeit temporarily, but also it was the first time she had left the house that year and so she spent the entire journey with her eyes shut tight.
Bob Williams lived at number 1, The Close with his wife Linda and teenage children Kathryn and Bryan.
Although Linda had agreed to have Penny stay with them she did so reluctantly and was not happy in the slightest about having a nutty old lady living with them.
An unfair observation on her part as she wasn’t nutty and she was only 4 years older than Linda was.
Bob worked at the brewery full time so the “burden” fell upon Linda and she made everyone aware of the fact.
For the first week and a half Penny never left the house and was in danger of replacing one prison for another and that might well have been the case if not for the fact that she found herself in the house alone with just the family dog, Tyrion, for company, so called because the Williams family were fans of “Game of Thrones”
As the morning wore on, Tyrion became increasingly anxious and indeed vociferous, and made it patently obvious he wanted to go out.
She chose to ignore the noisy spaniel and concentrated on reading her book, which was her escape from everything.
Penny managed to ignore the dog up until lunchtime and then he got the better of her and she finally gave in
“Alright” she shouted “You win”
She found his lead and put her outdoor clothes on which she hadn’t warn since she arrived and then opened the door and she stood on the front step and after taking a deep breath and stepped off.
(Part 02)
Penny had always loved Abbeyvale because it was busy and vibrant and she was proud of the town too and she thought it more deserving of “County Town” status than Abbottsford.
But since her loss she had changed and she found that the busy noisy activity of the town which once excited her actually disturbed her, because there was so much evidence of people getting on with things, getting on with life.
So Mornington suited her very well, it was so quiet and so peaceful.
There was no noisy buzz in sleepy Mornington.
She didn’t venture far on that first outing when she stepped tentatively out into the world, she went out of The Close and turned left into Bridge Street following it down the hill before turning left again into The Street and walked head down past the Legg’s Farm Shop, The Doctors, Dentist, Mazzone’s Hairdressers and the Vets and then took another left up Military Row until she reached the top end of Bridge Street and turned back into The Close.
It was not exactly an epic journey but it was very significant for her.
“That wasn’t so bad” she said to Tyrion.
It wasn’t the most enjoyable walk for the dog as Penny walked at yomping pace and kept her head down all the way speaking to no one and making eye contact with no one and breathed a huge sigh of relief when she closed the door behind her.
However, as relieved as she was to be back in the house she knew that although in the scheme of things it was far from a momentous event in her life it was certainly a momentous first step.
The next day Penny ventured out again with Tyrion and briskly walked the same route again, though not quite as briskly as the day before, but again she didn’t interact with anyone on her short journey but she was at least getting out.
Getting out of the house was a good start on the path to her recovery but living with her relatives was also helping immensely, Bob was very supportive and Kathryn and Bryan were brilliant with her encouraging her to talk about life with her husband.
The only fly in the ointment was Linda who was at best disapproving of her and at worst, when they were alone, downright spiteful, calling her weak and mental.
Fortunately they weren’t alone often and the kindness of the others more than compensated for Linda’s meanness and Tyrion loved her.
Day by day over the three weeks following Penny and Tyrion’s initial sprint around the block slowed in tempo and they gradually increased the duration of their constitutionals and even began varying their route and by the end of October she had not only made eye contact with some of the locals she had actually nodded and smiled at one of them.
(Part 03)
By the time November arrived she had become a little more adventurous and looked with interest in the direction of the old airfield.
However it took a day or two before her curiosity finally got the better of her and she and Tyrion walked through the gates of Mornington Field.
Once through, her progress was halted by security fences, separating her from the construction work that was taking place, so she couldn’t explore as much as she had hoped so she had to follow the only unblocked road available to her and after about 20 yards or so she let the dog off the lead.
Standing on the runway in the middle of the airfield, sheltered from the bitter wind by the huge bonfire, Penny had felt so relaxed and so alive and she lost all track of time, so it was close to an hour later by the time she was returning towards the gate with the dog back on the lead.
As she and the dog approached the main gate once again, Tyrion’s attention was attracted to a man in a hard hat and hi-vis coat beyond the security barrier or more precisely the Border Collie at his heel.
“Well hello there” the man said as the two dogs introduced each other.
“What’s this fellow’s name?” he asked Penny
“Tyrion” she replied quietly slightly embarrassed
“Tyrion?”
“Yes” she said “silly isn’t it”
“I take it you didn’t choose it” he said with a smile
“No” she admitted and laughed
“My old lads name is Jack and I’m Tom”
“I’m Penny and Tyrion here belongs to my in laws who I’m staying with at the moment and they’re fans of “Game of Thrones”, whatever that is” She explained
“Ah it’s a rather strange and fanciful TV series” he said
“Hmm I’ve never been much of a TV person” Penny said
“I see”
“I was rather unhappy with the standard of programming 30 years ago but from what I’ve seen while I’ve been in Mornington it appears to have deteriorated since”
“I think you’re right there” Tom said
“So what’s going on here then?” Penny asked indicating his side of the barrier.
“We are converting the old airfield buildings to commercial premises” he replied
“So that will make it busier I suppose” Penny said
“Probably” Tom replied
“Shame” she said
“It won’t affect the village though” he assured her “The main entrance will be through the West gate.
“That not so bad then” she conceded and shivered
“Come on Tyrion let’s get you back home in the warm, goodbye Tom”
Her encounter with Tom McGuire proved to be the longest conversation Penny had had with another human being since before the death of her husband and she was surprised at how easy it came and she was quite pleased with herself.
When she got back home however she was greeted by her sister in law, Linda, who was wearing her angry face.
“Where the hell have you been?” she snapped
“Taking the dog for a walk”` she replied “I didn’t realise I had a curfew”
“You’re bloody unstable you are” Linda said
“I am not unstable” Penny replied and ran upstairs and Linda shouted after her
“Mentally unstable”
(Part 04)
Tom McGuire was the Construction Site manager up at Mornington Field, and he too was a Widow, but in his case his wife had passed away 20 years earlier.
It was a happy marriage even though it only lasted 15 years and they were blessed with two children, a son Kelvin who was 33 and was a Major in the Downshire Light Infantry and a daughter Charlotte 30 who was a nurse in Abbottsford.
Both of his children had children of their own and Tom McGuire was a very happy and doting Grandpa.
Also like Penny he was a recent and temporary arrival in the village.
Penny stayed in her room after her altercation with Linda and didn’t come out again until the next morning after everyone had left for the day.
After showering and getting dressed she made herself some breakfast and then got Tyrion’s lead and they went out into the cold crisp November morning.
Although he still had a financial interest in Normanton Construction Tom McGuire was actually semi-retired he hadn’t found a reason to give up completely so he liked to do a bit here and there just to keep his hand in.
As he was a resident of the Vale he volunteered for the Mornington job even though it was fairly menial compared to what he was used to.
His main residence was a quiet riverside cottage in the village of Dulcet-on-Brooke, about 20 miles downstream from Mornington, but during the initial phase of the construction work he was staying in one of the Military Row houses for at least 4 days a week, which also doubled up as his site office.
Part of Tom’s remit as site manager was to insure that the first job to be completed was to improve the link road from the Purplemere Road to the West Gate on Mornington Field so that all traffic, both construction and the future commercial, would not need to go through the village.
He had just left number 19 carrying some drawings with Jack trotting at his side as Penny and Tyrion were leaving the Close so with their differing gaits their paths crossed just before the main gates.
“Well hello again” Tom said
“Oh hello” Penny replied and noticing the rolled up drawings under his arm and the direction he had come from she asked
“Do you live in the village?”
“Yes but only in the short term while I have to be on site a lot, it’s easier than doing a 40 mile round trip each day”
“So we are both strangers in the village” she said
“So are you staying in the village for long?”
“Just a month or so I hope” she replied “my sister in law is driving me mad”
Tom detected no note of humour in her voice and so as they reached the gate he said
“My father was stationed here during the war”
“Was he a pilot?” she asked
“Yes he was”
“Was he brave or barmy?” Penny asked
“I’m sorry”
“My father always said pilots must be either brave of barmy” Penny explained
“Oh I see, yes I suppose he was a little of both” he said “he was only 19 years old when he rode through these gates on his Royal Enfield Bullet”
“So he was no stranger to dangerous machines then” she said with a smile
“No I don’t suppose he was” he agreed
“Are you going to the fireworks tomorrow night? There is likely to be quite a crowd”
“Oh I don’t think so, no, I don’t really like crowds”
“Oh that’s a shame” he said
“Yes it is, because I do like fireworks”
“Well this is where I leave you” he said opening the security gate “Enjoy your walk you have a lovely day for it”
“Thank you yes we will definitely make the most of it” she replied as Tyrion led her eagerly along the road
“Come on Jack” he said as Jack seemed more interested in following Tyrion and Penny than he did going with his master.
“We have work to do lad”
“Maybe next time Jack” Penny shouted
(Part 05)
It was pouring with rain the next morning so Penny didn’t venture out, but by midday it had brightened considerable so after lunch much to Tyrion’s approval she donned her wellies and they set off towards the airfield, Tyrion loved it up there with so much space to run around in and she loved the open space and the lack of people.
There was no sign of Tom or Jack as they passed through the main gate and they reached the airfield proper completely unnoticed.
Tom was walking back through the west gate after checking the progress on the road widening when Jack alerted him to the presence of Penny and Tyrion walking along the runway, well Penny was walking, Tyrion was running hither and thither.
The various groups of tradesmen were using the old control block as their site office, where they stored their gear and ate their lunch.
The guys working on the road improvements had site cabins and portaloos but everyone else used the control block.
Tom himself had set himself up in the tower itself as it commanded a 360 degree view of the whole site.
It was a bitterly cold afternoon and Tom went straight upstairs to the tower for a hot drink and as he drank he looked out across the site.
Large sections of the formerly grassed areas on the far side of the airfield had already been ploughed under by the Vale Farm Tractor and the larger grassed area between runways A and B, where the bonfire stood, had already been fenced off and hawthorn hedges planted and was to go under the plough as soon as the bonfire was reduced to ash.
But it was as he stood looking at the enormous unlit bonfire that he had an idea.
When he noticed Penny and Tyrion heading back towards the road he said to Jack who was warming himself by the heater
“Come lad lets go and say hello”
Jack reluctantly got to his feet but was the first to the security gate and was already saying hello to Tyrion, who was having the lead put on by Penny, by the time Tom got there.
“Hi Penny I’m glad I caught you” he said
“Hello Tom, hello Jack” she responded
“I’ve been thinking about tonight’s fireworks” Tom said “I know you don’t like crowds but…”
“It’s not just that I don’t like crowds Tom” she interrupted “they cause me to have panic attacks”
“Well I have a solution whereby you get to see the fireworks and completely avoid the crowd”
“How?” she asked suspiciously
“We watch from up there” he said pointing to the tower
“Are you sure you don’t mind us going?” Bob asked
“Too bad if she does” Linda snapped
“Bloody drama queen”
“Don’t me mean mum” Kathryn said
“She needs to pull herself together” Linda said looking directly at Penny as she said it
Linda was the last to leave and as soon as the door closed she said “Cow” and Tyrion barked as if in total agreement.
The truth was Linda disliked Penny, and always had done.
She resented everything about her, her slim finger, life style, wealth and career.
And although she hated having Penny in the house she still took some perverted pleasure from her circumstances.
She waited until the clock hands approached the time the bonfire was to be lit and then she got up and put on her coat.
Tyrion gave her a look as if to say “Where are you going?”
“You won’t like it out there with all the bangs” she said and gave him a fuss.
She wrapped a scarf around her neck and pulled on her woollen hat then slipped her feet into her wellies.
(Part 06)
Penny only passed one person on the way to the airfield, a young man who kept looking at his watch who was clearly waiting for a girl.
She passed him virtually unnoticed and then saw Tom step from the shadows and open the gate.
“Great, you made it just in time” he said “We have about 5 minutes before they light the bonfire”
Tom had a large torch in hand and illuminated the path ahead of them up to the control block, then once inside the way was well lit all the way along the ground floor and up the stairs to the tower.
“We can either stay inside and watch through the glass or sit outside on the balcony” he said and opened the door to reveal two fold up chairs complete with tartan car rugs.
“Wow this is perfect” Penny said sitting in one of the chairs
“Outside it is then” Tom said
He briefly went back inside and dimmed the lights and when he returned he was carrying three vacuum flasks, also tartan.
“We have Coffee, hot chocolate or soup”
“Ooh what flavour?” Penny asked
“Oxtail”
“That’s my favourite” she said
There was some delay in lighting the bonfire due to the torrential rain that fell that morning.
“So how long have crowds bothered you?” He asked as they sat sipping their waiting for the show to start
“Since my husband died” she replied sadly
She went on to explain how she had been so grief stricken she couldn’t leave her house for months and on the rare occasions when she had to venture out large numbers of people terrified her.
“Grief and depression can be a dangerous combination” he said
“Have you lost someone then?” she asked
“Yes my wife, but that was 20 years ago”
Then it was Toms turn to speak of his loss and the strength he drew from his children and continued to draw from.
He went onto explain about his grandchildren and how they were the lights in his life.
This was received with mixed feelings by Penny who wasn’t able to have children which was never a problem to her until she lost Bryan which kind of drew a line under it and made it final.
“Since I’ve been in the village I’m starting to get my confidence back” she said changing the subject
“But?”
“But not fast enough for my sister in law” she explained
“Ah”
“She would love me to go back to my own house, I would love to go back to my own house, but I don’t think I’m ready” she added
“Bob and the kids have been wonderful but Linda and I have never got on and the other day she called me a nutter”
“You’re kidding?”
“I wish I was” she said just as the bonfire roared into life
The bonfire was magnificent and the fireworks as usual were spectacular and when the display came to an end even Penny and Tom applauded, but the applause signalled not only the end of the display but also Penny’s time to exit the airfield before the crowd spewed towards the gate.
“Thank you so much Tom that’s the nicest evening I’ve had in a very long time” she said
“My pleasure” he responded
“Good night” she said “Tyrion and I may see you tomorrow”
“I will look forward to it” Tom replied “Good night”
As she walked down the Close she was reflecting on the evening and what good company Tom was and how nice it was to share the time with someone with a sympathetic ear, someone who wasn’t judging her, someone who understood.
Tyrion was pleased to see her when she got back to the house, Linda considerably less so when she waked through the door but Penny greeted her with a smile which Linda found quite disarming.
(Part 07)
The day after the fireworks Penny woke up with the most positive outlook she had had for many months, a feeling which didn’t diminish even when she didn’t see Tom, either going in through the airfield gates or coming out again.
Penny was still undaunted the next day when she repeated the experience.
She was however feeling a little jaded by the following Wednesday when she still hadn’t had a single encounter with Tom or Jack.
Penny and Tyrion had passed expectantly through the gates once again and when there was no sign they pressed on and were soon passing the old Officers Mess.
Penny had just released Tyrion from the leash and as he sprinted for the open space of the airfield he was suddenly joined by a very excited Jack.
He took them both by surprise, Tyrion’s response was to chase after him while Penny’s was to search for his master.
“Hello” he called
“Hello stranger” she responded and when she noticed his arm was in a sling she asked “what have you been up to?”
“I slipped in the shower” he replied “and hit my arm on the sink”
“Is it broken?”
“I’m afraid so yes” he replied “that’s why I’ve been staying at the cottage”
“I wondered why we hadn’t seen you around” she said “I hope you’re not back at work?”
“No not really”
“No not really?” she repeated disapprovingly
“I’m just here to make sure everything’s on track” he explained “and to join you on your walk”
“It will make a nice change to have some company” she said
“Tyrion is very sweet but his conversation isn’t very stimulating”
“And you think mine is?”
“Well it’s all relative” she replied with a smile
After walking almost as far as Vale Farm Penny looked at Tom and decided he had probably had enough and steered him back in the direction of the village and as she did so she asked
“If you’ve been staying at the cottage how did you get here from the Dulcets?”
The Dulcets referred to the collection of villages and hamlets such as Dulcet Meadow, Dulcet St Mary, Dulcet Green and the one Tom lived in, Dulcet-on-Brooke
“I hope you didn’t drive” she asked sternly
“No my daughter Charlotte dropped me off”
“Did she? I would have liked to meet her” Penny said
“Well you can” Tom said “She’s picking me up again later”
“Are you going back home tonight then?”
“No, it’s my granddaughters birthday so were going out for pizza,
I’ll stay at Charlottes tonight and then she’ll bring me back in the morning”
When they got back to Mornington Tom was looking a bit grey so Penny suggested
“I think you need to go and rest”
Tom didn’t protest and stayed only long enough for them to exchange phone numbers so Tom could text her when Charlotte arrived to pick him up then they said goodbye and went their separate ways and when she and Tyrion got home she made herself a cup of tea and then fell asleep in the armchair.
(Part 08)
It was just before 6 o’clock when she received a text message and she got up and put on her coat.
The family were all home and the house was full of wonderful cooking smells.
Linda might well have been a nasty cow but she could certainly cook well.
“Where are you going?” Linda barked
“I’m just popping out” she replied
“Where?” she demanded
“Out” she replied and put the lead on the dog
“One of you two had better go with her” she said to the children “in case the fruitcake gets lost”
“The fruit cake will be perfectly ok on her own thank you” Penny said and opened the door.
She walked quickly out of the Close as she didn’t want to keep Tom and his daughter waiting and when she turned into Military Row she could see Tom standing by a car outside number 19 with a woman in a dark blue Nursing uniform so she quickened her pace.
“Sorry to keep you waiting” she said
“Nonsense” Tom replied “This is my daughter Charlotte”
“So pleased to meet you” she said “I’ve heard a lot about you from Tom”
“Likewise” Charlotte said “And who is this?”
“Tyrion” Penny replied
“Game of Thrones?” she asked
“I’m afraid so” she admitted
They chatted for five minutes or so and then Tom and Charlotte got in the car.
“Where’s Jack?”
“He’s asleep on the back seat” he replied “he’s worn out”
“Same time tomorrow?” Tom asked
“Ok” she said “Nice meeting you Charlotte”
“She’s nice” Charlotte said
“Yes she is” he agreed
“You make a nice couple” Charlotte observed
“How would you feel?” he asked
“What about?”
“About me and Penny” he explained
“What do you mean?”
“Well if we were to become a couple”
“I think it’s been 20 years Dad and it’s about time you found someone” She said “in fact it’s well past the time”
“What about Kelvin?” he asked
“He thinks the same as me” she assured him
Penny and Tom continued their daily walks for the period of time he was on “light duties”.
He also took the time to escort her into the quiet meagre shops that Mornington had to offer and they had even ventured into the Old Mill Inn for a couple of quiet lunches, with every day that passed her confidence was returning.
The following week he resumed a few more of his duties but it still left him more than half the day to spend with Penny in whatever way they chose.
One day they were just walking past the Farm Shop when Linda immerged
“Oh” she uttered looking Tom up and down “You must be the boyfriend”
He was about to correct her but Penny spoke first
“This is Tom” Penny said and Linda looked him up and down again
“Tom this is Linda”
“Pleased to meet you” he lied
“Well I wasn’t expecting to see you down here” She said “Don’t you find it a bit scary by the shops?”
Linda had an ugly smile on her face which Tom would have gladly slapped off but instead he said proudly
“Penny is improving every day”
(Part 09)
On Saturday morning Tom was sitting in his kitchen drinking coffee and looking at the clock, he had arranged to meet Penny at lunchtime, and he had a couple of hours to kill.
And he had just decided to have a second cup when he heard his phone vibrate on the counter.
It was a text message and when he saw who it was from Penny he smiled, but his smile soon faded when he read the message.
“Help! They’re taking me to the Phoenix Centre”
“Shit” he said and he and Jack got straight in his car and headed for Abbottsford.
He didn’t rush he knew even if they’d had a half an hour start on him he would still get there ahead of them.
He was only 10 minutes away from the Pepperstock Express Way whereas from Mornington they had 15 miles of country roads before they got anywhere near a main road and when they did it was only single carriage way.
Once he got to Abbottsford he parked the car and the sent her a text.
“I’m at the Phoenix, text me when you know what carpark”
Within seconds he got a reply
“Thanks xx P”
Ten minutes later he got a another text
“Abbey View Road”
“Excellent” he said out loud, there was only one way in to the Centre from that car park so he knew exactly where to intercept them.
Penny spent most of the journey through Abbottsford with her eyes shut, she only opened them at all because Tom wanted to know which carpark they were in.
She really didn’t want to go Christmas Shopping but Linda had bullied her.
The moment she got out of the car her heart started to pound and her breathing quickened.
“Come on get moving” she heard Linda say and felt her pushing her from behind, reluctantly she complied.
The crowd grew steadily bigger the closer they got to the entrance as the shoppers were funnelled in,
Penny was looking down at the floor but began to feel claustrophobic as the crowd jostled along.
All at once she felt a hand on her arm and she was tugged sideways out of the throng.
Her nephew and niece followed close behind her, protecting her, but Linda stood her ground.
Penny looked up and relaxed when she saw it was Tom.
“Are you alright?” he asked
She nodded but it was unconvincing
“This is madness” he said directly to Linda
“I thought you said she was improving” she yapped
“She is, she’s doing very well but she’s not ready for the Phoenix Centre on a Saturday morning only four weeks before Christmas”
“She needs to buck up” Linda snapped
“It won’t do any good pandering to her you’ll just make a rod for your own back”
“It’s not pandering its caring” Tom retorted
“Well you can “care” for her all you like” she said bitterly “Come on kids, leave the fruit cakes to get on with it”
“Will you be ok auntie?” Kathryn asked but Penny just turned at looked up at Tom
“Yes we’ll do our thing and see you back at home later”
“If you’re sure” Bryan said “we don’t mind staying with you”
“I think Penny and I will have a quite coffee somewhere and decide what we want to do”
“Ok” they both said and went off to join their mother who was waiting impatiently about 20 yards away and she glared in Tom’s direction.
(Part 10)
The shopping Centre was jammed and as they reached the main concourse she grabbed his arm and held on for dear life.
“Let’s go and have a ridiculously expensive coffee” he said
“Ok” she responded weakly
They stopped at the first place they came to which was called Espresso Phoenix.
It was refreshingly quiet and Tom chose a table in the far corner and Penny sat with her back to the world.
After ten minutes had passed by, Penny had relaxed and was feeling calm again and was chatting happily seemingly oblivious to the world bustling by.
However while he was waiting in the carpark Tom had phoned his daughter Charlotte to vent and it turned out she was already in the centre with her husband and children and she offered to be a shoulder to cry on.
While he was at the counter getting the coffee’s he texted Charlotte the name of the coffee shop they were in, so ten minutes later, right on cue, Charlotte and six year old daughter Georgia walked in.
“I hope you don’t mind” he said “I asked Charlotte to join us”
“How lovely” she said and turned around for the first time since they had been in there to greet Charlotte.
“Hello Penny” she said and leant down and kissed her as Georgia hugged her grandpa
“And who’s this?” Penny asked
“Georgia” she replied “I’m six”
“Are you sure you’re six?”
“Yes” she said
“Then I think you must have just had a birthday” Penny said
“I have” Georgia said excitedly “How did you know?”
“That would be telling”
“So where’s your brother?” Tom asked
“He’s with Dad in the model shop” she replied and rolled her eyes.
“Yes they may be awhile” Charlotte said
Tom organised drinks and the four of them sat in the quiet corner for more than an hour before Charlottes
Husband Clive and 8 year old son Ben arrived and it was time to go.
As she stepped out from the sanctuary of the Phoenix Espresso she became instantly aware of the crowds again and she faltered so Tom took hold of her hand and said
“We’ll do it together”
Georgia noticed them holding hands and asked loudly
“Is Penny going to be our Grandma?”
“Only if she wants the job” Tom replied with his eyes on Penny
Penny wasn’t able to have children and although she hadn’t realised it under her later years it was a sadness in her life but life was full of compensations and so denied mother hood she would just have to be the best step grannie it was possible to be to make up for it.
“I think that would be rather nice” she replied and was blissfully unaware of the hustle and bustle around them.
In fact she was unaware of absolutely everything apart from Tom kissing her gently on the lips.
For Charlotte’s family it was time to do the shopping they had gone to Abbottsford to do in the first place and for Tom and Penny it was time to drive up to the Dulcets and celebrate a new chapter in both their lives.
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