How vividly I recall
Seeing
you standing there
Dressed in white silk
I still feel the despair
Watching
the woman, I love
Stood
for all to see
Making
her vows
To
a man who wasn’t me
How vividly I recall
Seeing
you standing there
Dressed in white silk
I still feel the despair
Watching
the woman, I love
Stood
for all to see
Making
her vows
To
a man who wasn’t me
All I can do is stand and stare
At
the salt ‘n’ peppered lady fair
The
woman with the greying hair
Oh
beautiful lady standing there
With
tresses of salt ‘n’ pepper hair
Please
be the answer to my prayer
Our
course changed
By
great waves of doom
Driving
us on
Against
our rudders will
To
end us on a shallow reef
Guttering slowly to its end
The
flame was extinguished
A
fire once white hot
Headed
toward extinction
As
passions cool
In
the diminishing heat
Of
the sombre ashes
Red
fades to grey
To
leave despairingly
Loves
dying embers
Its
flame long extinguished
My proposal was rehearsed
I
felt quietly confident
I
maintained composure
Tinged
with excitement
And
I was quite shocked
To
find her ambivalent
I look back through silent tears
To
those long-forgotten years
When
love was young, as were we
And
you were to shy to speak to me
And
I was too scared to speak to you
But
some how we muddled through
And
by some kind of strange detente
We
spoke whispers full of loving want
And together spent a very happy life
A very happy husband and wife
Yes, we certainly muddled through
Until I had to say goodbye to you
But soon we’ll be together dear
And I won’t have to shed another tear
From the sight of the first swallow
To
the moment of the last fall of snow
More
than a short romantic interlude
But
nonetheless it was bound to conclude
A
love born beneath a swallow’s wing
Perished
on the very eve of spring
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.
It was once the home The Clerembeax’s, who arrived in Downshire
following the Norman conquests and stayed for a thousand years before the name
died out following the death of the reclusive Marcus Clerembeax at the age of
96.
The current owner was Yvonne Labuschagne, who
decided to open it as a Hotel and Spa.
The Spa was a good attraction, but it was crucial for them to maintain
a high occupancy rate, however things were tough in the Hotel trade with the
success of Travelodge, Premier Inn and Holiday Inn Express and so places like
the Palace needed to offer something extra to attract the guests, apart from
the Spa.
So, they put on novelty weekends, such as “Murder Mysteries” and in
addition, they had a sizable Ballroom which was used for special occasions,
high days and holidays, which boosted occupancy and Spa numbers at the same
time.
But it was necessary
to offer guests as wide a range of activities as possible during their stay, to
attract them in the first place, and hopefully to come back, which was why they
bought and stabled horses up at Stevens Farm, in order to offer riding.
The Stevens farm
bordered the Clerembeax Estate, so it was a natural choice and they it was a
large farm which had at its center a large farmhouse,
parts of which dated back six centuries, which had been added to over the years
to accommodate the changing needs of the family.
There were also a
significant number of out buildings, including a stable block.
The farm was run by
Russ Stevens and his three sisters, Mary, Rose and Muriel.
However, they had
plenty of farm work to keep them busy, so they had little or nothing to do with
the horses, so Hotel Manager Hannah Morgan employed the Storey Brothers, Adam
and Craig to do the job.
But having the stables
so close to the Hotel was a definite bonus but that was only half the battle,
because they also needed somewhere interesting to ride, somewhere secluded and
peaceful which was not initially available to them.
About 30 percent of
the land on the farm was unsuitable for farming, primarily because of a rocky
uneven terrain but also because of the sparse unmanage woodland that covered
it.
Tackling the latter in
order to provide a riding trail through it was beneficial for the Hotel and the
farm, because the Hotel were prepared to fund the work, to ultimately please
their guests, whereas the was money to be made from the cut timber would go to
the Stevens and the farm could always use extra money.
The Stevens girls were
all good looking, with red hair and striking Celtic green eyes, twenty-one-year-old
Rosie and her older sister Mary,
although three years apart, could easily have passed for twins.
They were smaller than their other siblings, leaner and wiry.
Where they differed
however was that Rosie was a girlie girl and
Mary had always been a
tomboy, and when they were younger Rosie always had painted nails and Mary
always had grazed knees.
Because Rosie didn’t like getting her hands dirty, she had always
focussed on her strengths, which were her organizational skills.
So, she was the obvious choice in the family to address the woodland
problem.
So, the first thing Rosie did before the work could commence was to
persuade a local tree surgeon called Phil Tucker to work with her.
She hadn’t worked with him before, but she knew him from agricultural
college she knew that he had all the necessary skills to get the job done no
matter what problems might arise, and besides that she fancied the pants off
him.
He was a couple of years older than her, six-foot-tall with dark curly
hair and crystal blue eyes and with her undoubted organizational skills she might
manage to organize him into her arms.
Phil and Rosie worked well as a team, she was a great planner and time
manager and Phil knew how to get the best out of people.
When she approached him about the job he said he was off to Shallowfield
for a few months to work in the Dancingdean Forest.
This was the worst news she could have imagined, she feared that once he
got settled in Shallowfield he would never come back.
“It’s three months guaranteed work and its good money too,” he said
“Well I know I can’t match the money, but I can guarantee a year’s work
at least” Rosie said
“Only if the Hotel keep funding it” Phil said
“They will,” she said resolutely
The truth was he didn’t want to go to Shallowfield any more than she did,
but he had to know that she wanted him to stay, he really liked her, but he’d
been hurt before and he wasn’t keen for it to happen again.
He looked at her and the earnest expression on her face and said
“Ok, I’ll give you a year and we’ll see how it goes”
And when her expression instantly changed he had his answer.
Over the following months they tackled each problem as it presented
itself with their combined wits and they solved them one by one.
But the one problem neither of them could solve was how to make the
transition from work mates to lovers.
Everyone else in the family and crew knew the disposition of their
hearts, and knew they were a couple in waiting.
Phil had tried to ask her out countless times but always bottled out at
the last minute.
There was always that niggling doubt in the back of his mind that if he
asked her out and she said no then it would, at best, create an awkwardness
between them, and at worse, force him to leave.
The same thought had crossed her mind as well, but she had decided it was
worth the risk but every time she was about to broach the subject they were
interrupted either by one of her siblings or a labourer or the phone.
Things were getting desperate, it was obvious to her that he was never
going to ask her, and it seemed that fate was conspiring to prevent her from
asking him.
But it all came to a head at a progress meeting up at Blackdog Wood in
March, all the Stevens family were present as was Phil Tucker, his Foreman and
Hotel Manager Hannah Morgan.
At the end of it, Hannah gave a short address praising everyone’s
efforts, especially Rosie and Phil.
There were mutterings of approval and then Hannah added
“So, in recognition of your efforts there is a table booked at the Palace
restaurant for you two to celebrate together”
“And when she says “together” she mean’s as a couple” Mary added “Understood?”
“Yes” he replied
“Good” Rosie said “You are now going on a date”
“Ok” he said
“Hooray” Muriel said as Phil smiled at Rosie who returned his smile and
blushed
“Result” Russel said