Twenty three year old twins Cordelia
and Corliss St George lived at Mornington
Manor,
in Mornington-By-Mere with their brother, two elder sisters and an aunt.
They were tall, a
smidge short of six foot, strikingly attractive with warm smiles, blue eyes and
long blonde hair and hearts as big as a the Manor House they lived in and felt
blessed to have loving siblings and 3 particularly good and longstanding friends.
Apart from the fact they all lived in
Mornington and were all 23 years old, the five girls also went to Abbottsford
University together.
And it was while they were at University
that Lisa Kincaid-Smith, Megan Murray, Carina Crockford and twin sisters
Cordelia and Corliss St George performed as the Jackson 5 for the first time.
It was during rag week on their first week
when they donned gold lame flares and black wigs and sang “I want you back” and from that moment it became their party piece and
one that had been repeated on many occasions since.
So when they signed up for the Sharpington
Day Parade on Bank Holiday Monday, a Charity event which raised tens of
thousands of pounds every year, much of which was collected by volunteers
rattling tins along the route whilst in fancy dress, it was a forgone
conclusion who they would dress up as.
Sharpington-by-Sea was a traditional
seaside resort complete with a Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf,
ballroom, well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre and illuminations, all
the usual things to have a great time by the seaside, as well as amusement
arcades and of course the Sharpington Fun Park.
Which was the first purpose built amusement
park to open in Britain, which had an assortment of rides, like the Rotor and
the tame compared to a 21st century roller coaster but still fun.
But on the August Bank Holiday Monday it
wasn’t the Fun Park people were interested in.
It was the parade that attracted people
from all over Downshire and beyond and Carina had an idea to make their Jackson
5 homage even better by having all the girls professionally made up to match
Megan Murray’s skin colour which was dark caramel due to her mixed race
heritage.
However much to her consternation her
suggestion wasn’t greeted with universal approval.
That was mainly due to the fact that the St
George girls were very white with pale skin and blue eyes and Lisa was a proper
ginger who actually ended up paler when she went out in the sun.
Although their concerns centred more on not
wishing to look ridiculous rather than the fear of any offence they might
cause.
However their fears were soon put at ease
when Carina explained what she had in mind.
Since leaving University Carina Crockford
had worked in the makeup department at the Purplemere Studio’s and it was there
where she had charge of a group of trainee make-up artists and among them were Karen Cooper and Ivana Holubova, and it was they who Carina had persuaded to make the
girls up.
Also she had co-opted the help of Sue Moss and Lisa Mendez from the
costume department.
As a result the girls reluctantly agreed to
go along with it but reserved judgement on whether they would allow themselves
to be seen in public made up and costumed.
As it turned out the makeup and costumes
were so good that on the day of the Sharpington Day Parade no one realised that
only one of the Jackson 5 was actually black.
It was only at the very end of the day as
they were getting into the car when Lisa’s wig fell off to reveal her ginger
hair that a member of the public realised something was amiss.
There was however no public outcry though
they got a mention in the Sharpington Courier and there was talk of a
Police investigation but nothing came of it and the tale of
the Jackson 5 passed into modern folklore.
Apart from the girls being
twins Corliss and Cordelia were also the best of friends and like all the St
Georges they were tall, blonde, blue eyed and strikingly attractive and yet
they had passed the age of 23 without a steady boyfriend between them.
They weren’t exactly sweet
sixteen’s and they had certainly been kissed but to be perfectly honest they
weren’t really interested in men, not that they were otherwise inclined, it was
just that their leisure time was precious to them and they hadn’t yet met the
men that they would give up the time they had spare.
They both worked for
the Mornington Estate and when they weren’t working they were sailing, canoeing,
mountain biking, climbing, horse riding, you name it they spent their down time
doing it, because basically Corliss and Cordelia were the outdoorsy type.
They both lived at
Mornington Manor, and their primary aim in life was to have fun and keep their
independence.
However while they
were intent on enjoying themselves at every opportunity they met the
devastatingly good looking White Brothers at the Mornington New Year’s Eve
party at the Manor.
Peter and Paul White weren’t
twins, in fact there was a two year gap between them, but they looked identical,
they lived in The Close, at number 2 with their parents and younger brother.
They were also
employed on the Mornington Estate as watermen,
A role that they
inherited from their father Andy who was now semi-retired due to ill health.
Their job was to
maintain the health and wellbeing of the stretch of the River Brooke that
dissected the Estate as well as the Mornington Mere and the numerous streams
and ponds.
Although neither of
them let on to the other at the time the twins thought the brothers were
absolutely gorgeous and as a result from that moment on their perspectives on life
altered.
Before the New Year’s
Eve party they had no recollection of having seen the White boys despite them
being Mornington natives, but from January the 1st of the year onwards
they saw them absolutely everywhere especially as their work for the estate
took the twins all over.
It wasn’t until Easter
however that Corliss confessed to her sister that she was attracted to one of
the White brothers.
They were at the Manor
and had spent the evening of Good Friday drinking more wine than was good for
them.
“I really like Paul
White” she blurted out and braced herself for Cordelia’s savage response, but
instead of being cross she just laughed.
“I really like the
other one” she said
Thankfully there was no
argument as to who liked which brother they were instantly attracted to one hunk
each, which was great for their friendship.
The problem was that
as they had never really been interested in the opposite sex very much, they
didn’t have a clue how to proceed, they only knew that they were smitten.
Looking the way that
they did, tall, blonde and striking, they had had no shortage of male attention
ever since their breasts arrived but historically they had hung onto the
occasion one but mostly they just beat them away with a stick, but now the boot
was on the other foot.
Nothing happened at
all after the first encounter with them on New Year’s Eve at the Manor other
than watching silently from afar and following their mutual confessions at
Easter the twins did little else than talk about them a lot but that was as far
as it went.
Once both girls had
come clean they took their admiration to closer quarters and when the girls
came upon their quarry they politely said hello and smiled and sometimes they
even chatted briefly, they often came upon them on the River, fishing, but it
was the closed season in April so they got harder to find.
By the beginning of
May along with their ambushing the Whites whenever possible, which clearly
wasn’t working, Cordelia and Corliss had adopted a different tactic.
They had established a
pattern of where and when they would be on certain days and planned their
working week around them.
Being the outdoorsy
type they would take the mountain bikes, or the horses and ride past where they
were working in the hope of catching site of them or engaging them in
conversation but this proved to be a fruitless endeavour as did canoeing on the
Brooke when they were taking water samples.
The four of them had
lived in Mornington their whole lives and yet it wasn’t until they were in
their early twenties that they actually met, quite remarkable really.
Paul White was a year
older than the St George girls and Peter was a year younger but Corliss and Cordelia
had no recollection whatever of them even though they must have gone to the
same college in Finchbottom, they must have been either anonymous or invisible.
Paul was the older
brother by two years, he was also two inches shorter and less self-confidence
than Peter.
They were both
athletically built with curly black hair and dark eyes and although the girls
were unaware of it Corliss and Cordelia had not gone unnoticed.
It was about a week
into the month of May that Cordelia St George was walking past the Vicarage and
it was early on Saturday morning which was when Peter White came racing across
the bridge on his bike at great pace and nearly took her out.
“Whoa” she said and
jumped out of the way and Peter screeched to a halt.
“Sorry Miss St George”
he said “I didn’t think anyone else was up and about this early”
He was up that early
as he wanted to ride over to Shallowfield to order his brother’s birthday
present so he would be back before Paul realised where he’d been.
Cordelia on the other
hand was on her way home after an early shift at Windmill Farm due to a sick
cow.
“Don’t call me Miss St
George” she said “I’m Cordelia”
She looked at his gorgeous
black curls beneath his helmet, and his dark eyes and sighed.
Peter had one foot on
the floor and the other on the pedal and her eyes were fixed on the shape of his
muscular thigh and the firmness of his buttock and she was transfixed until he
caught her looking and she blushed and looked away.
“So why are you up so
early?” she asked
“I’ve got to sort out
a birthday pressie for Paul” he replied
“Where from?”
“Shallowfield” he
replied “There’s a guy that makes handmade fishing rods”
Peter looked at his
watch and said
“Oh damn, I really have
to go”
“Oh ok” she said
failing to hide her disappointment as he pedalled away.
“Bye” he said and as he
pedalled off he cursed his luck after finally making some progress he had to
leave.
“Paul had better like
his bloody fishing rod” he said to himself
Peter was desperate to
tell his brother about his encounter with Cordelia on the river bank and to
recount the story of him catching her devouring him with his eyes, but that
would have necessitated him telling Paul about the circumstances that brought him
to the river path at that time of the morning on a Saturday so he had to keep
it too himself.
A few days later Corliss
was just leaving Addison’s Bakers when she saw Paul walking the other way, she
liked Paul, and she thought he was cute, but she never got a chance to talk to
him when he was alone or when she was alone.
He was either with his
brother Peter or she was with her sister Cordelia.
She saw him on the pavement,
he slowed down as he approached the shop and when he saw her he waved.
Corliss waved back and
then suffered a rush of blood to the head and inexplicably blew him a kiss.
He stopped waving,
went beetroot red and turned around and sped off.
“Shit” Corliss said
out loud “too far, too soon”
“You stupid idiot” Corliss
muttered under her breath as she shuffled disconsolately along the road cursing
her missed opportunity.
In fact she was so distracted,
as she ambled along berating herself for her stupidity, that she didn’t even
notice her sister Cordelia coming the other way.
“What’s up sis?” Cordelia
asked but Corliss didn’t react and carried on muttering to herself as before.
“Corliss!!” Cordelia
called and grabbed her shoulder
“Wha…” she exclaimed
“What’s the matter?” Cordelia
asked
“I’m such a fool” she
replied
“Why?”
“I had a chance to
talk to Paul, one on one” she said “but instead of chatting him up I scared him
away before I could”
“Ah, I see” Cordelia
said “Was it really bad?”
“Oh it was bad
alright” she said “it was much easier when we used to let the men make all the
moves and we just cherry picked, I like him though”
“Really? I wouldn’t
have guessed”
“Very funny”
“I’m just as crazy
about his brother” Cordelia admitted
“So what are we going
to do about it?” Corliss asked
“I have a plan” she
replied
“Good”
“So what exactly did
you do to scare him off?” Cordelia asked
“You wouldn’t believe
me if I told you” she replied
After running away
from Corliss St George outside the bakery Paul went straight to his brother and
blurted out the sorry tale.
“I behaved like an
idiot”
“Don’t be daft bro” Peter
said
“But she blew me a
kiss and I ran away” he responded
“How could I be so
wet?”
“It’s not so bad” Peter
said encouragingly
“She’ll never look at
me again” he said and buried his head in her hands.
Peter was desperate to
tell his story about meeting Corliss but it would have to wait until after his
birthday.
However on reflection he
thought it probably wouldn’t have made either of them feel any better.
It was Paul Whites 25th
birthday on the 23rd of May and his brother Peter’s was on the 27th.
On their actual
birthday they were going out to a restaurant of their choice with their family.
Paul’s favourite was a
Chinese in Abbottsford called the Scented Garden while Paul liked the Brown
Windsor in Shallowfield.
It was a week after Corliss
had frightened away Paul and a week away from his birthday that the two brothers
were walking passed the Mornington Mere heading away from the village.
They were on their way
to take water samples for testing and were chatting about their upcoming
celebrations.
But when they were about
halfway along the path they found Corliss and Cordelia St George waiting by a
tree.
“Hey you two” Corliss
said and she and her sister smiled broadly.
Peter smiled back and Paul
blushed.
“Do you want some
company?” Cordelia asked
“Who are you asking?” Peter
replied
“You of course” she
said
“Then yes I do” Peter
said cockily and she and Corliss walked slowly away.
While all this was
going on the normally gregarious Corliss was suddenly uncharacteristically
tongue tied and just kept grinning inanely at Paul.
He had stopped
blushing and was waiting patiently for the invitation which didn’t appear to be
coming so he said
“Alright then”
“Wha… what?” Corliss
responded
“Yes alright then” he
repeated
“Alright then what?” she
asked
“You may keep me
company” Paul said confidently
“Thank you” Corliss
said and they walked off behind the other two.
By the time both
couples had reached the end of the Mere they had arranged to go out for a meal
at the Worsted Viper Hotel in Purplemere that evening.