Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (05) Plain Sailing

(Part 01) Friday

Victoria Johnson Higham was in her late twenties and worked for
Lyndon-Sanders Properties in Shallowfield and it was on a grey overcast Friday in August that she had rushed around all morning to get everything done, because she was finishing at lunchtime for the Bank Holiday because her best friend Nerissa Gamboa was coming to town for the long weekend.
Victoria was Shallowfield born and bred and apart from her time at Abbottsford University she had lived nowhere else and had no desire to do so, she was perfectly happy, well maybe not perfectly but very, very close to it.
She and Nerissa had been friends from the moment they first met at nursery, and had been best friends ever since.
They also went to a private Girls School together in Kettlewell and then onto Childean College and Abbottsford University.
Nez was originally from Shallowfield herself but moved away after college and had lived in Finchbottom for close to eight years but she was coming back for the Bank Holiday and she was really looking forward to seeing her because she hadn’t seen her for about two months.

While Victoria was waiting anxiously at her office for her friend to arrive, Jeff Hammett was sitting in his car outside Shallowfield station waiting for his, namely Jonathon Samuel.
The reason his friend had taken the train from Finchbottom was because he never learned to drive, and it always made Jeff smile when he thought about it.

Victoria was watching out the window as Nerissa drove into the carpark and ran outside just as she pulled up outside Lyndon-Sanders.
Nerissa immediately jumped out of the car and the two girls hugged and performed a little jig.
Victoria was the younger of the two by a few weeks, five foot eight, red hair and a pale complexion and cutely freckled, while Nerissa was an inch shorter with Jet-black hair and dark dusky skin but the one thing they had in common was that they were still gorgeous.

Although Jeff and Jon were both Shallowfield boys they both left after leaving Childean College to make their way in the world, neither of them fancied University so they both got jobs in Abbottsford with Here, There & Everywhere, who did Domestic and Business Removals but after ten years Jeff was back in his home town as assistant manager of the Shallowfield branch, while Jon ended up at the Finchbottom Furniture Palace where he was now the store manager.
Jeff got out of the car when he saw Jon emerge from the station.
People who didn’t know them often mistook them for brothers as they were both over six foot tall dark haired and lantern jawed.
The pair did a brief man hug, exchanged jibes and got in the car.

Vicky and Nerissa drove in convoy to her house at the Childean end of the Village and after dropping her bags at the house they went on in Vicky’s car to Childean to have their hair done at Mazzone’s, because they were going to a wedding the next day.

After Jeff had driven Jon to his house they dropped his bags in the hall left the car and walked to The Woodcutters Arms and stayed most of the day because they were also going to a wedding the next day.

(Part 02) Saturday

Saturday was a glorious day coming at the end of an unsettled week, perfect for an August wedding.
It was very warm, for that late in the summer but it was the type of day that Shallowfield and England was made for.
However apart from being a very pleasant day it was also a very special day at St Mary’s church because the Vicar Ben Shenton was marrying college sweethearts Jim McArthur and Jana Fuller.
Jim was a longtime friend of Jeff and Jon having been through the school system together from beginning to end followed by two years of college.
While Jana had known Victoria and Nerissa since nursery and went to the private Girls School with them in Kettlewell and then onto Childean College and Abbottsford University.

The Church was packed to the gunwales as the happy couple were both from Shallowfield and they were a very popular pair to boot and truly likeable people, the result of which was that it seemed like most of Shallowfield were there to celebrate the day with them.

Jeff Hammett and Jonathan Samuel were also friends of the bride as well as the groom, and had been since their school days, although they didn’t attend the same schools but they were well known to the Fuller family as they were neighbours.

The Fullers were a wealthy family in Shallowfield so there was a big reception on at the Claremont Hotel to celebrate the nuptials of her daughter and son in law but the numbers of revellers were much reduced from those in the church congregation however the numbers would swell again in the evening where there was a free bar so subsequently a good deal of alcohol would be consumed.

Victoria and Nerissa were bridesmaids so were among the first to arrive at the Claremont and were in the grounds having pictures taken when Jeff and Jon crossed the terrace.
Mother of the bride, Amanda Fuller was sitting at a table by the door of the terrace entrance, some people with money can be standoffish however she was not one of them she always made a point to make everyone’s acquaintance and spoke to everyone.
“Hello Mrs Fuller” Jeff said
“Hello boys” she replied as she shot to her feet and launched herself at the pair for a rather untidy embrace.
“I’m a bit squiffy” she slurred “to tell the truth”
“Why shouldn’t you be” Jeff said “you should be so proud”
“Oh I am dear” she replied

After the wedding breakfast was over, there was an hour and a half to kill before the evening reception began.
The easiest thing to do would have been to sit in the bar but by early evening a combination of too much beer and not enough food would have taken its toll so Vicky and Nez were considering getting a cab home and getting changed but then another option presented itself.

As it was unbearably hot the boys decided to go back to Jeff’s and get changed out of their suits.
They had just stepped out onto the terrace when they were hailed by their ex-college friends Nerissa and Victoria, who were slightly the worse for wear, they turned to see them tottering towards them across the grass, shoes in hand dressed as bridesmaids and ever so slightly tipsy.

(Part 03) Saturday

Jeff knew the girls had always been best friends, were quite inseparable and very obviously gorgeous, when they knew them at Childean College they were lovely but now they were in their late twenties they were even more so.

They were both really nice girls at college but they were in a different league to them so they were never more than friends, and looking the way they did now it would appear that they were still out of their league.
Victoria was the younger of the two by a few weeks, five foot eight, red hair and pale complexion and cutely freckled and was Jeff’s personal favourite though Jon preferred Nerissa who was an inch shorter than her friend and had Jet-black hair and dark dusky skin.
That day they were still both stunningly beautiful however they were also wearing low cut bridesmaid dresses.

The truth of the matter was that although Jeff and Jon considered the girls as unassailable at college both Victoria and Nerissa had crushes on them, so they considered them as unfinished business.
Although it was almost ten years since Victoria had last seen Jeff the moment she saw him at the church the old feelings bubbled back to the surface and she thought that maybe she could have “perfect” after all and as she was a little merry she thought she should throw caution to the wind.

They tottered up alongside the boys each taking an arm, Victoria slipping her skinny pale arm through Jeff’s while Nerissa took Jon’s and began flirting outrageously.
“Can we come back to yours Jon?” Nerissa said
“Well I live in Finchbottom, so it’s not really practical Nez” he replied
“So where are you going then?” she asked
“We’re going to mine” Jeff replied
“So can we come?” Nez asked “Come on we are house trained”
“It’s not like we’re drunk or anything” Victoria chipped in
“Can we?” Nerissa said again
“Please Jeff?” Victoria begged
“Ok” he said, “as long as you behave”
“What will you do if we don’t?” asked Nerissa
“Will you spank us?” Victoria said and giggled
“I’m completely reassured” Jeff said

Victoria thought it was a bit of luck latching onto them when they did as Jeff’s cottage was only half a mile from the Claremont Hotel, while Victoria’s was at the Childean end of the village a good half an hour yomp in sensible shoes and neither she nor Nerissa were wearing anything remotely like sensible shoes, the fact that she fancied the pants off him was a bonus.
When they reached the cottage the two giggling flirts sat outside in the shade of a parasol, Victoria and bright sunlight did not mix, while Jeff made teas and coffee and Jon went upstairs to change.

“This is a stroke of luck” Victoria said
“I know” Nerissa agreed
“Let’s stick with them at the party” Victoria suggested innocently
“Oh ok” she replied and giggled

Jeff watched the two girls giggling through the kitchen window and his hand was shaking as he filled the kettle.
“Victoria Johnson Higham is sitting in my garden” he said to himself and smiled
Five minutes later Jeff put the coffees on the patio table and sat down next to Victoria.
“So where are you two living now” he asked
“Finchbottom” Nerissa said looking to see where Jon had got to
“Shallowfield” Victoria said
“Really? You’re back in Shallowfield?” he asked more interested in Victoria’s circumstances than her friend
“I never left” she replied
“Oh I didn’t know that” he said

(Part 04) Saturday

Jon returned downstairs after half an hour and he was looking a little hot and bothered when he joined the girls on the patio.
Nerissa smiled broadly and Victoria’s head drooped as Jeff then went inside to get changed.
“So do you two not live in the village anymore?” Jon asked
“I do” said Victoria “but I’m down the Childean end”
“What about you Nerissa?” he asked
“I’ve got a flat in Finchbottom” she replied “But I’m staying with Vic for the weekend”

“Do you two want to freshen up before we go back for the party?” Jeff asked when he returned.
“If you don’t mind?” Victoria said
“Me first” Nerissa said and ran into the house giggling
“She always does that” Vicky said resignedly
“Very cheeky” Jon acknowledged
“You could say that” she said

While Nerissa was in the bathroom, for the best part half an hour, Victoria sat on the patio and tried to think of something interesting to say in order to capture Jeff’s attention.
But in the end the only thing she could come up with was
“Do you mind if we leave our silly hats here?”
Thankfully Nerissa returned at that point and Victoria slipped away unnoticed to freshen up herself.

Victoria stood in front of the mirror and wished she was in her own bathroom so she could make the most of herself, she’d get rid of the hideous bridesmaid dress for a start, and do something with her hair.
But she was, so she would have to make the most of it.

“We haven’t decided yet” Victoria heard Jeff reply to an unheard question as she stepped back onto the patio, and he turned to look at her and a curious look crossed his face.
“What haven’t you decided yet?” Victoria asked
“I asked what plans they had for the rest of the weekend” Nerissa said
“Oh” she replied

They walked back to the Claremont Hotel as the shadows were lengthening but Victoria’s boldness had deserted her so she and Jeff were not arm in arm, and even flirty Nez was uncharacteristically restrained.

Victoria had hoped to have Jeff’s undivided attention for the evening but as the four of them had so many friends at the party they were all distracted at every turn and apart from an occasional dance she wasn’t able to get to grips with him as she would have liked.
As a consequence Victoria and Nerissa drank more than they planned or was good for them which resulted in them sitting in a corner for the last hour of the party in a state of inebriation.

“Come on you two” Jeff said “it’s time to go”
“Where are we going?” Victoria slurred
“Home” he replied and pulled her to her feet
“Oooh lovely” she replied
“Phwoah” Nerissa added

The temperature had dropped away during the course of the evening and as they left the Hotel Victoria and Nerissa both shivered so Jeff and Jon lent them their jackets for the short walk back to his cottage.

Once they got inside Jon was desperate to use the toilet so Jeff went upstairs to get some bedding for the girls but by the time he got back they were both asleep, one on each sofa, so he draped a duvet over each of them, turned off the light and went to bed.

(Part 05) Sunday

On Sunday morning the dawn chorus was deafening, at least it was to Victoria, it also hurt her head.
Although dawn had broken, the room was still in semi darkness due to the heavy drapes.
She opened her eyes wide and focussed on the glass shade on the ceiling light then she thought
“I don’t have a glass shade”
So she tried to figure out where the hell she was and who the owner of the glass shade was.
Firstly she lifted up the duvet and inspected its contents and was relieved to see that she was fully clothed, and was still wearing the hideous bridesmaid’s dress.
At least she hadn’t ended up in someone’s bed, she had never let herself down like that before and she was relieved to discover her perfect record was intact.
As she tried desperately to identify some point of reference in the room, she became aware of some very loud snoring, and she feared the worse.
She had gone back to a man’s house and was incapable of doing anything, which was possibly even more embarrassing.
She slowly turned her head towards the source of the snoring and said
“Thank God”
She was relieved see that it was Nerissa laying on the other sofa, head back, mouth open, and snoring like a pig.
Then she worried if she had turned lesbian overnight but she thought that highly unlikely and besides Nerissa was fully clothed as well.
So feeling reassured that there had been no funny business she returned her attention to where the hell she was.
The problem is that the brain processes what you can see and then fills in the blanks with things from your memory bank.
I.e. when your eyes become more accustomed to the darkness a sleeping dog on the floor becomes a dressing gown discarded the night before, or a sleeping child on the chair becomes a sweater dropped haphazardly.
Victoria was still struggling to identify any point of reference that would identify her location but to no avail so she lifted her head to get a better look.
“Ow” she exclaimed and it all came flooding back to her, the party, the free bar, the walk and Jeff’s cottage and then the passing out.
“Oh God how embarrassing” she said “You’ll never get him now you silly cow”
She got herself up, gingerly and took her frustration out on Nerissa by unceremoniously yanking the cushion out from under her head so it thumped heavily on the arm of the sofa.
“Ouch” she exclaimed
“Sorry Nez” Victoria said and tiptoed out to the downstairs loo.

When she returned to the lounge Nerissa was sitting on the sofa, and Victoria could tell by her blank expression she was struggling to ascertain any point of reference that would identify her location.
“We’re at Jeff’s” Victoria said and she watched her expression change as it all came flooding back to her, the party, the free bar, the walk and Jeff’s cottage and then the passing out.
“Oh” she exclaimed “Oh God have we blown it?”
“Probably” Vic replied
“Shit” Nerissa said
“Quite” Victoria agreed “Now get yourself moving”
“What time is it?” Nez asked
“5.30” she replied “So we might get home before all the decent people are up and about”
“Why would they care?” Nerissa said “It’s not like we’ve done anything”
“Yes but they don’t know that”

Victoria folded the duvets and put them neatly on the sofa while Nerissa went to the loo and then when she returned they let themselves quietly out the front door.

It was very quiet as they walked along the Childean road, fortunately everyone in the village appeared to have started the day late, they didn’t talk much and when they did it revolved around their missed opportunities, but at least they managed to get home without being seen by anyone of any consequence.

(Part 06) Sunday

Victoria and Nerissa stepped through the formers front door just after 6.30am and the first thing Vic did was to put the kettle on while Nerissa chose to sit down in the lounge and when she walked into the lounge with a mug of coffee in each hand Nez was sat snoring in the arm chair.
She set the drinks down on the table and said loudly
“Wake up!”
And Nerissa woke with a start and said.
“Why did you do that? I was having a lovely dream”
“Really?”
“Yes Jon was just about to snog my face off” she said
“Unfortunately I think that ship has sailed” Vic retorted
“Oh don’t say that” Nez said “if they didn’t like us they wouldn’t have looked after us”
“They were just being nice” Vic remarked
“Because they are nice” Nez pointed out
“I know they’re nice, that’s why I’m so cross with myself” she replied
“We embarrassed ourselves Nez, and I don’t know if I could face him after that”
“I think you’re wrong, I don’t believe for a second they will think any less of us” Nerissa said very definitely and then she added “and now I’m going to take first dibs on the shower”
“I hope she’s right” Victoria said after Nerissa had headed towards the bathroom.

At about the same time that Nerissa stepped in the shower, Jeff Hammett was rudely awoken from an erotic dream by a phone call.
“Hello” he said wearily
“Mr Hammett?” a voice asked
“Yes that’s me”
“Sgt Webb, Downshire Police” he said “we have been informed of a suspected break in at the premises of Here, There & Everywhere, Removals”
“Ok” he said suddenly wide awake
“We have an officer on the scene” the Sgt continued “Can you attend?”
“Yes of course” he replied “I’ll be there as soon as I can”

He didn’t have time to shower, just a quick wash and clean his teeth and then he went quietly downstairs and grabbed his keys, before he left he put his head around the lounge door but was surprised to see that his guests had left, so he closed the door and went out to the car, which then wouldn’t start so he had to walk the two mile to the yard.

Nerissa was in the shower for an absolute age and Victoria was beginning to think her friend had fallen asleep, she wouldn’t have been surprised in the slightest.
“That girl can sleep anywhere” she said to herself
By the time she finally arrived back downstairs Victoria was starving so she suggested to Nerissa that they have a cooked breakfast and she agreed.

They were both ravenously hungry so Victoria went the whole hog, egg, bacon, sausage, fried bread, mushrooms and tomatoes, and they polished off every last morsel and as soon as the last mouthful was consumed and the cutlery was laid noisily on the plates Nerissa said
“Right go and get showered and we can go to St Mary’s”
“I’m not in a mood to rush Nez” she said “you go ahead and I’ll see you there”

“Are you sure hon?” Nerissa asked as she stood by the front door
“Yes, I want to have a leisurely shower and not have to rush around” she replied “I’ll be about half an hour behind you”
“Alright then, I’ll see you soon hon” she said, kissed Vic on the cheek and left.

At the same time Nerissa was getting into her car to drive to St Mary’s Jeff Hammett was just locking up at the yard after having checked the premises with the attending Police Constable before starting the walk home.

Victoria had the long leisurely shower she craved and when she returned downstairs half an hour later she was wearing a pale green t-shirt with white cotton clam digger shorts and a pair of white pumps.
She went into the kitchen loaded the dishwasher, picked up her phone and keys, nodded to her reflection in the hall mirror and left the house.

Victoria got in the car and set off down the road towards St Mary’s and as she was driving along the Childean Road, she saw something that made her do a double take.

(Part 07) Sunday

Victoria couldn’t believe her eyes, she was driving down the Childean Road towards St Mary’s Church and she saw Jeff Hammett walking along the pavement ahead of her.
She drove past him to make sure it was him before she embarrassed herself again.
Victoria was a bit confused once she knew it was definitely him, as to why he was walking back towards his house, where had he been.
Had he even gone back to his house the night before?
Was he doing the walk of shame from some slapper’s house?
Victoria had to drive a hundred yards up the road before she could turn round.
She had another good look at him as she approached him from the opposite direction and then had to go another hundred yard before she could turn around again.
“Hi Jeff, Do you want a lift?” she called through the open window
“Yes please” he replied “Thank you”
She wanted to apologize for the night before but she was more interested in where he had been and if it turned out he had been with some slapper she wouldn’t bother with the apology so her first question was.
“Where have been at this time of day?”
“There was a break in at the yard” he replied “the police called me out early”
“Oh dear that’s not good” she said feeling a little guilty for her unkind thoughts.
“It was more vandalism than robbery in the end” he said
“Why are you walking though?” she asked
“My car wouldn’t start”
“So you had to walk?”
“I’m afraid so” he confirmed “anyway I wasn’t up as early as you were, you must have been up bright and early yourself”
“Ah, well early anyway” she said “But that was embarrassment”
“Why embarrassed”
“Because I was drunk and incapable”

“I’m really sorry for my condition last night, I don’t know what you must think of me, I mean us, it really wasn’t normal behaviour for me, us”
“Don’t be silly you have nothing to apologize for Jon and I weren’t much better” he lied
“That’s kind of you to say so”
“So where were you off to before you picked me up?” he asked
“I was going to meet Nerissa at St Mary’s”
“Really? Jon’s there as well”
“Is he? How funny, so are you going yourself?” she asked hopefully
“That was the plan”, he said
“Are you a…” she began
“A what? A regular or a Christian?”
“Well both I suppose”
“Fairly to the first part and very much so to the second” he replied
“Much like me then” she said feeling rather encouraged until a thought popped into her head.
“You said that “was” the plan” she pointed out “So what’s the new plan”
“Ah yes well I rather thought as it’s such a lovely day I would go sailing instead” he said
“Oh I see” she said forlornly
“You could join me” he suggested
“Oh I’ve never been sailing” she said a little flustered
“Well there’s a first time for everything” Jeff remarked
“Am I dressed appropriately for it?”
Jeff gave her a long appraising look and said
“You’re perfect”
Which caused her to blush.
“What about Jon?” she asked “Won’t he mind?”
“No he doesn’t sail”
“Doesn’t he like it?
“No it’s not that” he replied “Jon can’t swim”
“Oh ok then I’d love to” Victoria said

(Part 08) Sunday

After agreeing to go sailing with Jeff, Victoria pulled up outside his house.
“Do you want to come in while I get changed?” he asked
“Yes please” she said and switched off the engine “I really need to pee”
“Well now’s a good time” he said “Once we’re out on the water there’s nowhere to go”
While she was waiting for him to change Victoria texted Nez,
“Hi Hon, change of plan, going up to the lake, see you later Vic xxx
As he walked down the stairs Jeff sent a text to Jon
“Going sailing, Jeff”
When he arrived in the kitchen he was similarly dressed to her though he was tanned and toned and looked altogether more comfortable in shorts the she did with her white spindly limbs.
“Where do you go sailing exactly?” she asked after she had regained her composure.
“Teardrop Lake” he replied
“Teardrop Lake?” she exclaimed “Isn’t that private?”
“Yes but I have permission”
“Who from?” she asked suspiciously
“Peter Lutchford”
“What the film director?” she asked in disbelief
“Yes” he replied
“No honestly who?”
“Peter Lutchford” he repeated “he’s one of our biggest clients, and we got talking one day and I mentioned that I liked to sail and so he invited me up to the lake one Sunday and now he lets me use his dinghy whenever I want”
“Really?”
“Yes I just have to let him know when I want to sail and he says yay or nay”
“Oh I see”

As Jeff’s car was a non-starter, so to speak, they went in Victoria’s Fiesta
“Ok let’s go sailing” Jeff said
“I don’t know where I’m going, so you’ll have to direct me, I know where Teardrop Lake is obviously, who doesn’t? But I don’t know where on the Lake we’re going or which house” she said at a hundred miles an hour.
“There’s no need to be nervous” he said “Sailing really is fun you’ll enjoy it a lot”
“It’s not the sailing that I’m nervous about” she said to herself
“Ok” she said
“I’ll direct you once we get close” Jeff said
They drove through Shallowfield and turned into the lane that passed the Shallowfield Lodge Hotel and crossed the River Brooke as it flowed from the head of the lake and on towards Shallowfield, Mornington and beyond, and then the Lake was suddenly in front of them.

The lake was shaped like a teardrop, hence its name, and surrounded by the ancient woodland of the Dancingdean Forest.
It wasn’t a huge body of water, just over two miles long and almost a mile at its widest point.
But he thought it was simply beautiful and it remained relatively unspoilt which was what made it so special.
The lake was surrounded by a perimeter road which gave access to the 12 significant dwellings that surrounded the lake.
Peter Lutchford and his half-sister Amanda Flanders lived at Forest Lodge on the southern side of the lake.
“Go right here” Jeff said
“Ok” she said
“It’s the 4th House” he added
“Will he be there today?” she asked “Mr Lutchford”
“No he’s away for the day” he replied
“That’s a shame I would have liked to meet him”
“Well there’s always tomorrow” he remarked
“Why what’s happening tomorrow?”
“There’s a party at his house, fancy dress” He said
“This is it, Forest Lodge”

(Part 09) Sunday

Victoria parked the car on the Lutchford’s drive and they both got out.
“Ok Victoria” he said and smiled,
“You look lovely by the way, I should have mentioned that before”
“Thank you” she said and blushed
“How are you feeling?” he asked
“I’m a bit nervous to be honest” she admitted “As I said I’ve never sailed before”
“Well just put yourself in my hands” he said
“I will when the opportunity presents itself” Vic said inside her head
“I’m very experienced” he continued
Victoria’s imagination began to run amuck about being in his experienced hands but her imaginings had nothing whatsoever to do with sailing.
They walked down the path from the car and then along the jetty and Jeff climbed down into a small single sail Dinghy and then he took Victoria’s hand to help her step in.
“Come aboard” he said
“Aye, Aye captain” she replied and gave him a salute.
“Excellent salute shipmate, you can be my first mate”
“Yes please” she thought
“Can you swim?” he asked
“I thought we were going sailing” she said and laughed nervously
“If you’re nervous you can wear this” he said as he offered her a bright yellow buoyancy aid.
Victoria looked at it and its unflattering, unfeminine shape and decided that drowning would be preferable to wearing something that would give her the shape of the Michelin man.
Now she had finally got him on her own she was not prepared to present him with a shapeless silhouette.
“I’m a strong swimmer but if I do fall in you can rescue me” she said

It was a beautiful bright afternoon, the sun was hot and the breeze was quite stiff and she watched him deftly handle the boat getting the most out of the breeze until they were racing along.

Victoria had never been sailing before and nor had she ever been out on Teardrop Lake in any kind of vessel and the lakeside scenery was spectacular.
It was quite exhilarating with the wind blowing through her red hair and the spray cooling her face, and of course a gorgeous man at the tiller, that was even more pleasing to the eye than the scenery.
She really liked the latter even though they were at opposite ends of the boat but after about thirty minutes he called to her
“Are you having fun?”
“Yes it’s great”
“Well come down here and you can have a go?” he asked
“Can I?” she replied excitedly
Although the dinghy was small it was still of sufficient size to enable both of them to sit at the stern.
This meant Jeff could supervise her and give advice and guidance and more importantly from both their points of view it meant there was some bodily contact.
They spent the next two and a half hours out on the water together at the tiller skimming across the shimmering surface until they returned to the Lutchford’s jetty.
Jeff was the first one onto dryland and took Victoria’s hand and helped her out.
“I had a marvellous time” she said
“Me too” he said and suddenly they were face to face in the August sunshine when they were on the brink of a kiss, they both wanted to, but Jeff lost his nerve, fortunately Victoria was desperate to pee so all of a sudden she seized the moment and kissed him.

Jeff secured the dinghy and then Victoria drove him back to his cottage, where they had a long measured farewell kiss before she drove home hell for leather to share her good news with Nerissa.

“Nez!” she called as she walked through the front door
“You’ll never guess what’s happened”
“Nez!” She repeated and then went into the lounge where she found her asleep and snoring in the armchair so she gave her a good shake.
“Wake up sleepy head” she said excitedly “Guess who I’ve been with today and guess who kissed me?”
“You’ve been snogging?” Nez asked rubbing her eyes “Who?”
“Jeff Hammett”
“That’s not fair, you’ve been snogging Jeff’s face off while I’ve been taking a siesta, you lucky swine” Nez said
“Well if you snooze you lose”