Snippets of Downshire Life – Guy Fawkes Night

 

Mornington-By-Mere is a small country village lying in the Finchbottom Vale nestled between the Ancient Dancingdean Forest and the rolling Pepperstock Hills.

It is a quaint picturesque village, a proper chocolate box picturesque idyll, with a Manor House, 12^th Century Church, a Coaching Inn, Windmills, an Old Forge, a Schoolhouse, a River and a Mere.

It also had Mornington Field, which had been a military airfield for a hundred years but after that the Mornington Estate exercised its option to purchase it back from the MOD and it also acquired all the buildings and infrastructure on the airfield, which then became a busy commercial industrial estate.

In addition, the old airfield was also used for the Mornington Fireworks display on Guy Fawkes Night, and it was to Mornington Bonfire Night where Nick Armstrong and Sarah Smith were going on their first date.

They were both farmers from farming families, the Armstrong’s worked West Side Farm and the Smiths quite understandably made their living at Smithfield’s Farm.

 

It was dark in the lane as they exited the West Gate from Mornington Field and just ahead of them they could see there was a dog walker smoking a cigarette as some kind of Terrier snuffled around in the grass.

The man took one last drag on it and the flicked it into the darkness and it span through the air like a Catherine wheel.

Which Nick thought was quite appropriate as they had just spent the evening watching the fireworks display, and there was still the smell of gun powder in the damp night air.  

But despite the cold and damp, neither Nick nor Sarah were in any particular hurry to reach their respective homes.

It was their very first date, in fact not only was it their first date together it was the first date of any kind for Nick and the first for more than a year for her.

Nick was seventeen and Sarah was two years older and quite naturally they wanted their date to last forever and they both walked as slowly as it was possible to go without actually standing still.

However they eventually arrived at the gates of Smithfield’s Farm and an awkward silence ensued as Nick shuffled his feet and tried to think what to do next and Sarah waited patiently for Nick’s next move, but when she realized he didn’t have one she took decisive action and reached up and kissed him and then the fireworks truly began, when their first magical kiss, a kiss that neither of them wanted to end, sent their heart soaring into the heavens.

 

The Clerembeax Palace Hotel and Spa – The Guy Fawkes Bash

 

The beautiful Downshire village of Clerembeax St Giles was situated to the west of Abbeyvale located between Grace Hill and Bushy Down and on the outskirts was the Clerembeax Palace Hotel and Spa and it was the location of The Guy Fawkes Bash, which was first and foremost a costume party, but in addition it was a masquerade.

Finn was staring up at the starry sky when he was approached by a busty red-haired wench wearing a satin mask across her eyes, who sauntered up to him and kissed him wetly on the mouth, which took him by surprise at first, but he soon recovered and returned her passionate kiss with interest and as the pyrotechnic display began it grew in intensity.  

 

When the kiss was at an end she stepped back and removed the mask and he gasped

“You?”

“Disappointed?” Andrea asked

“No, but this has been a surprise” he said “I didn’t think you liked me”

“I know” she replied “but I’ve fancied you for ages”

“I had no idea” he said

“I know that too, clueless aren’t you” she said

“That’s why I had to take you by surprise to get your attention”

“Well it worked”

“So, can I take that I now have your full attention?”

“oh yes” he said “But…”

“But what?” she asked with concern

“I’d like to be one hundred percent sure” he said

“Oh, I think that can be arranged” she said and moved in close for another kiss

Uncanny Love Tales – (033) Remember, Remember, a Kiss in November

 

It was dark in the lane, but just ahead of them they could see there was a dog walker smoking a cigarette as some kind of Terrier snuffled in the grass.

The man took one last drag on it and a red glow lit up his face before he flicked it into the darkness and it span through the air like a Catherine wheel, which he thought was quite appropriate as they had just been to a fireworks display on the village green, in fact the smell of the gun powder and saltpeter was still thick in the damp night air.  

But despite the cold and damp neither Nick nor Emily were in any hurry to get home, it was their very first date, but not only was it their first date together it was also the first date either of them had had.

Nick was fifteen and Emily was a year younger and quite naturally they wanted their date to last forever and so they both walked as slowly as it was possible to go without actually standing still.

However they eventually arrived in the street outside her house.

An awkward silence ensued as Nick shuffled his feet and tried to think of what to do next and Emily waited patiently for Nick’s next move.

However when she realized he didn’t have one she took decisive action and reached up and kissed him and then the fireworks truly began with their first magical kiss, a kiss that neither of them wanted to end, which sent their heart soaring into the heavens.