Wednesday, 27 October 2021

Mornington-By-Mere – (37) Three Days of Christmas (Christmas Day)

On Christmas Day Bryan and Siobhan woke up with more than the normal joy of a Christmas morning after having made love for the first time the night before.

Brian thought it was a very special night even though he had to climb out of her bedroom window in the small hours and nearly broke his neck in the process while Siobhan watched him all the way and giggled.

 

Christmas morning began with a frosty glaze decorating the rooftops and lightly dusting the evergreens and as the bells rang out to celebrate the birth of the Lord the joyous faithful of the village arrived under a clear blue sky.

It was a most glorious Christmas morning and Bryan’s spirits were high after the early exchange of Christmas presents in Siobhan bedroom.

He was with the rest of the Williams clan as the faithful answered the call of the bells, but he waited outside the church while the others took their places until Siobhan and the rest of the Chapman family arrived and he met Siobhan outside St Winifred’s

“Happy Christmas” he said

“Happy Christmas” she replied and then the two of them just stood and looked at each other with inane grins on their faces and then they were only brought back to the moment by a shout from Siobhan’s Dad telling her to get a move on.

So Bryan kissed her lovingly in the sunshine on the steps of the Church before they both went inside to join the rest of their families.

 

It was an excellent service with Peter Cockcroft on his very best form, but Bryan and Siobhan didn’t really follow preceding’s very closely as their minds and eyes were elsewhere.

 

Afterwards it took some while for the Church to empty as everyone wanted to share their best wishes with each other.

After they eventually left the church Bryan walked with her to Windmill Bridge where they shared a Christmas kiss, said their goodbyes before they went their separate ways.

 

As they had become inseparable in the weeks since they had first met, the days preceding Christmas there had been much debate as to where the couple would spend Christmas day but in the end they decided to have Christmas dinner at their respective homes with their own families and met up at hers in the evening although there was no repeat of the previous night’s excitements.

Instead they ate too much and drank too much and when he left the Chapman’s it was quite late.


Those Memories Made on Teardrop Lake – (26) Christmas Mornings, Christmas Days

 

There was a lot of love on Teardrop Lake that Christmas, some was old and had stood the test of time, and some had led to marriage already, while others waited in the wings.

Some loves were still in the first flush while others were mere embers that were yet to ignite.

And there was more than one person with the hope of love in their hearts.

 

The old loves on the Lake, like Patrick and Kay O’Neill were approaching 30 years of Marriage and Paul and Lynn Cooper were in their 35th year and both couples were blessed with children.

Chris and Jemima Harris had just celebrated their 27th wedding anniversary and Ellen and James Huston were in their 10th year.

Daniel and Winifred Travers were married for 40 years in a Childless union, but one that was overflowing with love and they were still a sublimely happy couple.

Even Rob and Sheryl Brown had survived the ups and downs of the hospitality business and remained married for 42.

 

So it was another year when the Lake had worked its magic and those who had no romantic love were blessed with familial love in its stead.

Some loves born on the Lake celebrated Christmas on foreign shores and others returned in time for the special day.

It was a week before Christmas and India Harris was waiting at the arrivals gate as the passengers from the Sydney flight came through.

She was there to meet her best friend Penny Davies who had been in Australia with her artist fiancé for over two months.

Danny had a commission piece to do over there and neither of them wanted to be without the other for so long so he took her along.

 

Penny came through the gate and squealed when she saw Indie and then her friend did the same.

On one of their trips in the woods, Penny’s fiancée, Danny had spotted something glistening in the water of the brook, so he braced himself against a tree trunk and reached down and picked it up, it was about the size of a pocket watch and was made of some kind of Perspex.

The sort used on world war two German aircraft, a Messerschmitt probably that had been shot off during a dogfight.

The aircraft that may or may not have survived, there was no way of knowing, he slipped the piece of Perspex into his pocket and he thought he could do something with it when he had a spare minute of two.

Well every spare minute he worked on the Perplex and he fashioned it into a number of small objects one of which he slipped on Penny’s finger as an engagement ring.

But on that day she wore a different ring on her finger and when India saw it the squealed again and then Indie showed Penny her ring they were off again.

Penny still proudly wore the Perspex ring on her other hand, and that would remain special to her forever.

Just then Danny appeared pushing the heavily laden trolley.

“It’s ok I can manage” he said before kissing and hugging Indie.

“Is Paul with you?” he asked

Paul was India fiancé Capt. Spreadborough of the Downshire Light Infantry.

“No he’s still on camp” she replied “He’ll be home for Christmas though”

“Did you come on your own then babe?” Penny asked

“No, Dad’s waiting outside” she said

 

On the Tuesday afterwards, paramedic Chris O’Neill took Karen Cooper out on their first date to a very exclusive restaurant in Purplemere called the Runcible Spoon and after all the attention he lavished on her she began to feel that she might be as pretty as her sisters after all.

On the following day it was his brother Fran’s turn when he when on his first date with the lovely Dakota Harris, but being a student he couldn’t afford a fancy restaurant their date consisted of bowling and a slice of pizza, but Dakota didn’t mind a bit.

 

Danny and Penny found the whole week after their return from Australia quite exhausting.

As they went from one friend’s house to another, retelling the same tales of their trip down under to different audiences.

So when Christmas finally arrived it came as something of a relief.

 

After midnight mass at St Mary’s, Megan and Angel shared the peace with fellow worshippers and then went back to Angelika’s Cottage and made love, again.

Early the next morning, just before dawn, Megan woke up and when her eyes grew accustomed to the dark she kissed Angels shoulder and got up.

She dressed quickly and then loaded Paris, Angel’s chocolate coloured Labrador, into her car and drove “Harrison” home to her flat.

She parked the car and went inside and when she came out again she was carrying a bag containing two changes of clothes and the Christmas presents and Skipper was trotting along behind her.

She let Paris out of her car and then she walked the dogs back to the Cottage.

 

“Settle down you two” she said to the dogs who quickly arranged themselves in front of the fire, then she placed the presents beneath the tree and returned to bed and cuddled up to Angelika.

 

“Merry Christmas Angel” Megan said as she kissed her lover awake.

“Merry Christmas honey” she replied sleepily and they cuddled up close.

“This is really nice but we’d better get up and walk the dogs before breakfast” Angel said

“I did it already”

“Really? So nothing to get up for then” Angelika said and started nibbling Megan’s ear.

 

Admittedly Christmas morning was special for everyone but it was also different for everyone.

Olivia Shenton’s Christmas for example was the busiest she had ever known and her organizational skills were invaluable to steer her husband Ben through his numerous seasonal commitments and she loved every minute of it.

 

Practice nurse Kate Marston meanwhile spent her Christmas morning doing home visits, she had volunteered for duty because her Police Officer boyfriend Ian was on duty all day so they had their Christmas Day on Boxing Day.

 

That year, Kate’s colleagues Evangeline Christodoulou and Siti Shahara celebrated their first Christmas as a couple and their first one living together.

Siti’s wounds from the brutal attack by her estranged husband two months earlier, had all healed and the invisible scars would be cured in time by Eva’s love for her, which was abundant.

Siti’s estranged husband spent his Christmas Day in prison.

 

Dr Claire Andrews and film director fiancé Peter Lutchford were in California for Christmas and ate their holiday lunch in bright sunshine on the terrace at a house in Beverley Hills.

 

Penny Davies spent the night of Christmas Eve at Lake View Cottage with Danny and after beginning the day by making love they were nearly late picking up her aunts for Church.

After the Christmas worship they went back with Julia and Amanda and spent the day with them at East Side House.

Consequently they didn’t get to open their presents until the evening.

 

Paul Spreadborough only got home on leave from the army on Christmas Eve and he didn’t get a moment alone with India.

Paul, his sister Ellen and his brother in law James had all been invited to the Harris’s for Christmas Day.

Chris and Jemima Harris put on a wonderful dinner at Shoe Buckle House of tradition fare but Paul’s appetite had not been fully satisfied.

So after lunch Paul and India announced they were going for a walk but they only got as far as the house next door and spent the following hour and a half in his bedroom in Chapel House.

 

Later on Christmas afternoon India’s younger sister Dakota also went out for a walk on the pretext of seeing her friend Karen Cooper but in actuality she met up with Fran O’Neil by the old Tower and they wished each other a happy Christmas.

 

Chantelle Dooney and Richard Grimwood residents of East Cliff Lodge were unaccustomed to sharing Christmases’ and so this one was a novelty so they had their Christmas lunch at the Shallowfield Lodge Hotel and then they walked up to Lovers Leap and sat on the high ledge eating mince pies and drinking Mulled Wine as the snow began to fall.

 

Their downstairs neighbours, the Charlton’s, were away for Christmas and although they were over the moon at their recent reconciliation Matt and Emily’s Christmas was very hard work.

They had to divide their time equally between both sets of parents.

And neither set of parents were as thrilled with their reconciliation as the couple were themselves.

The atmosphere was at times tense and at others downright hostile but somehow they got through it.

Suffice is to say they were delighted when they returned to the sanctuary of their Lakeside home once again.

 

The Cooper and O’Neil families both had big family Christmas days full of loud voices and laughter.

But this year they were full of love as well.

Both families met briefly at St Mary’s on Christmas morning where Jane and Terry acted quite self-consciously around each other.

While Chris and Karen were quite conspiratorial, later during a lull in the festivities they snuck out of their respective houses and met down at the boathouse where they sat and held each other as they watched the snow fall on the lake.

 

Angelika and Megan finally dragged themselves out of bed and Meg walked the dogs again while Angelika put the bird in the oven and made breakfast.

After they’d eaten, they both needed to shower but time was running out.

“We’d better get in together” Angelika said

“Ok but no funny business” Meg said

“But you like the funny business” Angel pointed out

“I know but we don’t have time” Megan said

 

They made it to the service on time and when they returned to the cottage they got the lunch prepared.

Which was when they sat down with a large sherry and opened their presents.

Megan had never done Christmas presents before and she was very excited indeed, almost as excited as she was with the “funny business”.  

She was already on her hands and knees under the tree by the time Angelika entered the room

“Open this one first” Megan said and handed up a little gift bag to her. 

“Ok but let me sit down first” she said laughing

When she was seated she took the package and inside wrapped in tissue paper was a gold and platinum angel pendant inscribed on the back

Mijn engel van liefde”

To my angel of love

“It’s beautiful” Angelika said and cried “So, so beautiful”

And then she joined Megan on the floor and kissed her.

“Your turn” she said and reached under the tree and brought out a small parcel.

“I’ve never had a Christmas present before” Megan said

“Well, you have one now” Angel said “Open it, open it”

“I’m savouring it” Megan said

When she had carefully removed the paper she put it on the floor and opened the gift box and inside she found a gold locket.

“Wow” she exclaimed “it’s lovely”

“Look inside” Angelika urged “Look inside”

So Megan opened the locket up and in one side, it housed a pearl and on the other there was an inscription.

“To my little pearl”

When they had first met Angelika had told her that Megan was an Anglo-Saxon name which meant “Little Pearl”

“Oh Angel” Megan said “It’s so beautiful, I love you”

“And I love you too” she responded, and they hugged

 

Soon Christmas was over for another year but the love expressed in its many guises would live on into the coming year and beyond. 

EXTRORDINARY GIRL

 

For a young girl,

Well, compared to me,

You have done something

Extraordinary to me

You have warmed my cold heart

You have cleansed my unclean soul

You have instilled purpose

Where there was none

Out of despair I now have hope

You have laid the ghosts of my past

So, I now have a future

A PERFECT DAY

 

A perfect day

Spent with you

The two of us

That’s my view

No one else

Just us two

A perfect day

Spent with you

I AM DEFINITELY READY TO SAY IT

 

I am definitely ready to say it

I hope she is ready to hear it

How will she take it, who knows?

I take a deep breath and here goes

I stutter and I stammer thru

She said “I know and I love you too”

Tuesday, 26 October 2021

Snippets of Downshire Life – All Souls’ Day

 

The village of Clarence is in the Finchbottom Vale, a mile or so from Purplemere.

Fifty percent of the village was full of posh houses and posh people and as it was a village everyone knew each other’s business, but that didn’t mean that there weren’t still secrets.

 

Josh Aldridge was walking along the bridle path in the summer sunshine, lost in thought and totally oblivious to the glorious scenery surrounding him in the glorious woodland.

He wasn’t even aware how long he’d been walking such was the burden he was carrying.   

“Hello Mr Aldridge” a voice said bringing him back to the present and he looked round to see Daphne Reed trotting past and giving him a radiant smile.

“Hello Daphne” he said as she trotted off down the path on her horse, her pert little bottom bouncing on the saddle, rhythmically rising and falling in synchrony with the beast below her and he instantly felt guilty.

It was the guilt of a grieving husband, daring to look upon the loveliness of another woman, and in those moments he felt really alive.

He had nursed his dying wife from the moment they found out she was terminally ill right up till the end, which thankfully had been mercifully quick.

Daphne Reed had been her palliative care nurse, and he really liked her, but there had been no infidelity, he loved her far too much to betray her in that way, it would never even have occurred to him to cheat on a dying woman.

In fact not only that but he kept Daphne at arm’s length and was cold and aloof and never let his true disposition show through, but the guilt he had felt since, took none of that into account.

 

But that day was different, he had no cause to feel guilty, because on that morning, six months after his beloved wife Ellen passed, he received a letter from his solicitors, Curtis, Mitchel and Lovegood, which he supposed to be some final loose ends to be tied, which in a way it was.

Because when he opened it he discovered another letter, this time from his wife Ellen, which the solicitor’s letter informed him, was being delivered to him in accordance with his late wife’s wishes.

He sat down and his hands were shaking as he opened the envelope which at once exuded the essence of her favourite fragrance, which he took several minutes to enjoy, with her scent in his nostrils it was like she was there with him, which he surmised was probably the point.

 

He was in tears when he read the letter, one particular part he read several times and each time he cried afresh.

 

“If you are reading this then it means that six months have passed since I left you, and that means that, if you haven’t done so as yet, it’s time for you to get on with your life, you’ve grieved long enough.

I know that you and Daphne “connected” while you were both nursing me, although you did your best to hide that fact from each other, though not from me, and I also know that you’re far too honourable to have done anything about it, either then or now, which is why I’ve also written to Daphne.

So live your life to the full, our chapter is over now, and it made very good reading, but it’s time to write the next one with Daphne”.

 

She had given him permission to pursue another woman, but he wasn’t anywhere near as sure as she was that Daphne had even the merest interest in him and then he rounded a bend in the bridal path where he saw Daphne stood beside her horse, which was tied to a stile.

“What kept you?” she called

“Were you expecting me then?” he asked

“I was told you were coming” she replied and held up Ellen’s letter as she walked towards him

“No need to hold back now” she said as she faced him   

“No” he agreed and then he kissed her, guilt free

Mornington-By-Mere – (37) Three Days of Christmas (Christmas Eve)

On Christmas Eve Siobhan Chapman and Bryan Williams were stood in the old wooden bus shelter on the Shallowfield road opposite the Old East Windmill just after the last bus had gone in the depths of a passionate kiss.

They both lived in the village of Mornington-By-Mere which 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, 12th Century Church, a Coaching Inn, Windmills, an Old Forge, a Schoolhouse, a River, a Mere and of course at least one bus shelter.

Siobhan and Bryan had only met recently at a mutual friends 18th birthday party at the end of November although they were not strangers as they had both gone to the village school but at the age of 11 Bryan had gone to Shallowfield Grammar School.

Siobhan and Victoria Crockford had been right through the school system together and had been friends since forever.

Bryan on the other hand knew Victoria from University which was why he got his invite to her party.

When Cass introduced them at the party they hit it off from the very first second and from that night on they were virtually inseparable.

 

On Christmas Eve they had been at the Williams house for the evening and it was as he was walking her home to Windmill Cottages that they diverted into the seclusion of the bus shelter.    

“I have a confession to make” Siobhan said a few minutes after Bryan had un-cupped her breasts.

“What’s that?” he asked her without relinquishing his hold on her pliant breasts.  

“My uncle is the village policeman” she said
“Really?” he asked

“Really” she confirmed

“Well it’s a fair cop” he said and gave her breast a squeeze and then laughed uncontrollably because he was copping a feel of the village Copper’s niece.

“So you think they’re fair do you?” she said

“Yes” he replied “I mean no, er I don’t know”

Inexplicably, to Bryan’s way of thinking, she put her breasts away and slapped at his hand as he tried to free them again.

“They are better than fair” she said sharply “by a long way”

“You’re absolutely right” he said grovelingly “They’re fabulous” 

“Humph” she exclaimed and zipped up her coat

“Oh come on Siobhan” Bryan said “Don’t hide your lovely boobs away”

And he tried again to regain access to her goodies but Siobhan sidestepped his lunge and snapped a pink fluffy handcuff on his wrist.

“Bryan Williams I am arresting you for inappropriate laughter during a sexual act”

Bryan’s reaction was to try and escape but Siobhan’s Uncle had trained her in self-defense and restraint techniques and she applied the latter on his wrist and almost made him cry out in pain.

“Ok, ok” he begged “I surrender”

“Good boy” she said patronizingly

“Where are you taking me?” Bryan asked

“To my house of course” she replied

“Can’t we stay here instead?” he asked

“No we can’t” she replied

“Why?” he simpered

“Because my Mum and Dad have gone to midnight mass so you don’t need to be groping me in a bus shelter” Siobhan replied

“When you could be doing it in my bedroom”

“So why did you tell me about your uncle being a policeman?” he asked

“Oh that was just to give me an excuse to use the handcuffs” she replied with a giggle.

“So are you going to come quietly sir?” she asked and kissed his cheek

“It depends on what you plan to do” he said hesitantly

“Well if I tell you it will spoil the surprise” Siobhan said

“Ok I promise that I won’t offer any resistance” he confessed