October
All of the
house’s contain to some extent, materials acquired from the old Roman
Buildings.
It was also the
home of the Tuke’s, brother and sister, David and Gill, who ran the poultry
side of Roman Water farm.
They were both
the wrong end of their twenties and there were only the two of them left of the
Tuke clan, but they had two people working with them full time, 22-year-old
local girl Victoria Walton, and her thirty-year-old brother Chris, who David
had known at Agricultural College.
To Davids
surprise and delight, Gill and Chris got together in September which in turn
threw him and Victoria into close proximity, which he was also pleased about,
but he was conscious of the difference in their ages, so he didn’t do anything
but enjoy her company and he was content with the status quo, but Victoria had
other ideas.
David was
partial to a Coffee and after the Coffee Bean Canteen opened a branch in St
Pierre, he would ride the farm bike, equipped with a large basket on the front,
to the edge of town to deliver fresh eggs to the Corner Shop and would then
indulge his passion for a real coffee.
But on those
days when Gill did the larger egg deliveries in the van he would still ride
into town on the bike just for a coffee, which Victoria was well aware of.
So, on one
Saturday afternoon in October when he was riding as fast as the old bike would
allow through the Wood, he looked up and saw a young woman come
out of the bushes ahead of him and then she turned towards him and smiled.
To his surprise it was Victoria, but not Victoria as he knew her in
heavy denim and work boots, this was very much a horse of a different colour.
She was wearing a lemon-coloured dress, and she had legs, he’d never
seen her legs before, and sandals on her feet, and he was blown away as she
stood there in the unusually warm autumn sunshine as the breeze played with her
soft brown hair.
“Wow” he exclaimed, and she smiled again because she knew she had him.
So, she walked towards him as gracefully as she could manage given the
uneven ground and her unaccustomed footwear.
And when she was alongside him, she kissed him gently and hoped she
had not made an error about his feelings toward her.
She needn’t have worried because the moment their lips parted, he
lifted her up onto the crossbar and kissed her in return.
After the most
mutually satisfying kiss, she slipped gracefully off the cross bar and
rearranged her dress, and he said
“Well, I’ll see
you later then”
“What?” she
said with panic in her voice as he began to pedal away
“Don’t leave
me” she begged, and David smiled at her
“You pig,” she
said and slapped his arm
“Do you really
think I would just leave you after that kiss?”
“No” she said
and hugged him “But you’re still a Pig”
Victoria lived
in the village, but she was in no hurry to get home, she wanted to go wherever
he was going, so they trundled along the track through the woods on the bike,
him pedaling and Victoria sitting in the basket in front of him laughing loudly
at every bump.
He stopped
outside the Coffee Bean Canteen, leant the bike against a lamp post and helped
her out of the basket.
And when she
was perpendicular again, he gave her a long and meaningful kiss and then held
her hand as they walked into the Coffee Shop.

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