All persona are fictitious, If a character gens is used in connection with a side, it's just co-incidence if that given name belongs in that side of meat. Insofar as song words being included I don't know the legalities or etiquette involved, I have given the opening few and cobbler's last few lines if that is all that is needed or the song in total if the textbook needs it and credit to the author in either typeface, traditional Song dynasty are treated the same but credited as Traditional.

This is a fiction level, not fantasy and while there is a lot of love and some very titillating activeness in by and by persona and in Book two if you are looking for raw action then I am sorry but this is n't the book for you.


Chapter One
Meeting


It's Friday 29th of April, 4pm and I've just driven into Fort Pitt Grammar School in Rochester. It is a grayness and chilly afternoon as I drive through the car parkland and onto the sports field, a short circuit ride along the right hand side of the field to halfway along the fence beside the tennis tourist court, this where I pull up and park the caravan analogue with the fence to join with other camper etc. performing at the Sweeps festival. I have been coming to traverse for over 20 years but this is the kickoff since I lost my married woman. This year I'm not performing - a English we both danced with last year has put me on their strong point for the weekend - so I can just relax and catch up with newsworthiness and gossip from ally in other sides that I've not seen since the Tenterden folk music weekend end October.
First thing first though, wind the quoin steadies down and level the two position van and snap a can of Old Speckled Hen before I get the awning up, hopefully before the darkening clouds drop the rain that is forecast for over night and ahead of time break of day, not as light single handed and I definitely feel the need for a few orang-utan genes as my limb seem to be a good foot too inadequate to defy up the fabric and grab the adjacent terminal that needs to be fitted, still eventually all done, next is to coiffe the two solar panels and get the electrics connected up, the finis task is to get some pee - forty litres in the peacock blue roll and ten for the toilet tank- it's a bit of a trek round to the early side of the site and a clean weightiness to haul back but I haven't used the car to stir piddle before and hopefully I'm not going to start for a few years yet. Ye gods though, it seems twice as far this yr, I wish I'd used my globefish before I left, on my return to the caravan I connect the Aqua-roll and run the pump until the olfactory modality of sterilising fluid dissipates then replete the tympanum for a brew, While the kettle hole is heating I make the bed up, I don't fancy trying to slumber on either of the single sizing beds at the sides of the van, knowing my luck I'll probably fall out, so make up the full width bed as we usually did, it's about six foot three lame ; piles of room to spread out in, bloody lonely though, ‘ snap out of it'I tell myself, ‘ that way leads to more sess and depression ’.
I connect my MP3 player into the van sound system and listen to Amazing Blondel's"England ”, a most relaxing LP/CD to heed to. I had the LP from the seventies and bought the re-mastered CD from the artists when they were at"folk off the wharfage"at Cromer. To further still my way into the weekend the kettle starts to whistle as"Seascape"Begin and the first drop cloth of pelting patters onto the awning, oh well, two out of three isn't too bad. Sitting in the awning with a goodly large mug of steaming Yorkshire tea, I think back over the last xx three years, here for all but one or two sweep, I have danced, played, or drummed for six, no seven side, I prefer mete and molly and am not so keen on northwest, this means that whilst I may well only know thirty or forty people's figure I am on nodding term with a hundred or more, that's the sort of company I will apprise this week-end, and there should be a sing-around or open awning somewhere on the subject every evening.
The rainfall sounds as though it's getting heavier so I glance up from my Kindle to check and see somebody walking slowly along the row of vans and tents as though looking for somebody or another. female person and in her mid-twenties, dark hair pulled back into a very foresightful pony tail, not a large bargain of make-up although not too soft to tell in the weakened visible light, this coupled with her dark wear makes accurate estimates difficult. She is about five foot six or seven and slight but with a figure, nigrify shortstop pelage tailored in to the waist and flaring over her hips, blacken or navy pant, black shoes with a slight cad, office girl, escritoire, land agent ? Nosey, funny or just trying to help,"Do you need any helper ?"I ask and she jumps as though I poked her in the ribs.
"No thanks, I'm waiting for my boyfriend, he's bringing the camping stuff and nonsense and we arranged to meet along here about an hour ago, assuming the traffic on the M11 & M25 was just or sometime later if it was bad. The problem is he doesn't have a fluid telephone set so I can't contact him to find out where he is."
"May I suggest that you come in my sunshade for a few bit or so, I can pick up Essex and Kent traffic word on the receiving set in the van so at least you can consume an estimate of when he is likely to get here ; I don't want to cause you any worry but if he's had a puncture that could add another half hour to his comer time."I stop Blondel and tune the radio to ninety five stop three FM. A few moment later at 25 past times five BBC Essex reports all bring in on the M11 but tailbacks from J30 to the bridgework, around 15 minutes delay and no reported delays in Kent.
"well"I say"It doesn't look like there are any traffic bother, between here and ... where is he coming from, you didn't say ?"
"He's coming from Bishops Stortford where he collected the camping paraphernalia from my savorless, and should have left about two o'clock ; he assumed an hour for the M11 and M25, twenty minutes for traffic over the bridgework, and another forty for A2, M2, and Rochester and he should let arrived around four o'clock ”."I don't know what to do ; he should have all our encampment hooey and my clothes for the weekend !"
"In your lieu I would want to find out if he has left or not, and if he has left, when he left. Another idea, since you were both coming here, either you or he is a member of one of the side of meat performing this week-end, it might be worth searching them out to find out if they may have heard anything, so who are you with ?
"Dave dances with Billington clog dancing, I, by the way am Jennifer, near masses call me Jenny, and Dave was hoping that a week-end away with them would get me involved as well ”.
"It's trade good to know names, I'm wiener, so shall we see if we can find Billington, I assume they are on this position of the theater as that's where you were looking."
"Dave said they camped on the right hand side on the edge of the field, I suppose that depends on which way you're facing but I assumed he was talking in terms of arrival which would be this side of the field."
"OK, I have been coming to sweeps for nearly twenty years, I know a lot of sides, Billinton isn't one of them, if we start at the top end and exercise our way down to the bed centre, the English down there is usually Blackwater Gouverneur Morris, we danced with them for four or five long time around the bit of the century, I only have one brolly so we will trump share that as it's sounding a bit damp out there, although it always sounds wetter under an sunblind than it actually is outside. Do you be intimate the names of any Billington people so at least we can be sociable ? Also what car is he driving ?"
"Dark risque Hyundai I10"she says as a wickedness car approaches, no, it's a little Honda. We walk towards the steps at the top end of the subject area, I can't see any Esther Morris kit at the camper van parked at the end so after knocking on the door, it is answered by a man in his Fifties or thereabouts holding a pint pewter tankard, and wearing a Dead Horse t-shirt, I ask,"Hi, are you performing this week-end ?"
"No, not this year nigh of our lot think it costs too much in fuel to get here and back from Bedford and with May Day on William Ashley Sunday they want to trip the light fantastic the sun up, and then do pub dance out locally, so though we are booked in we won't be dancing."
"Do you know what side is parked next to you, or do you have any idea where Billington clog might be ?
"Sorry, I haven't a clew who is next to us, Pretty Grim are the other side of them both face of the roadway, But I can't say I've ever heard of Billington, where are they from ?"
"Jenny, this is one for you, do you know where they are based ?"
"They practice Wednesday evenings at a hotel in Bishops Stortford, that's just about all I know, not a lot of help am I ?"
"Never nous, we'll go and see if anyone is in next door, if not we can ask at Grim, I know a few of them and a twosome of them are very knowing about east Anglian sides ”. The rainwater is now a unshakable gentle rain, not frigidity, but the gentle wind makes it experience chilly. There is no-one around the tents, so we move down the line, a pair of ghastly people are sipping beer and talking under a gazebo and they say it is a Cotswold side next doorway on the entrance face, the rest of Pretty Grim are down the township getting food, so we continue on to the next collection of vans and collapsible shelter, these belong to Blackbird perimeter, Another position from Bedfordshire, it's their first time here as a side, a few member have been here with other sides but no-one has heard of Billington. We are nearly halfway down the first side of the field, still looking for his car and looking behind us every time a car comes onto the field, the following couple of tent belong to Winstree Hundred sabot, they are a long established side from Mersea Island they have been closely connected with Blackwater for years, to the highest degree of their people are skinny to Blackwater, again nobody knows of Billington and their bagman has a dance program for the festival - this is just a usher to where incline might or might not be - it has been said that organising a dance docket for Morris English is consanguineal to herding qat ! The terpsichore schedule doesn't list Billington.
"Thanks for your help, I suppose that Billington are just coming down for a look around if they haven't been going longsighted ”,
"Thanks as well from me"says Jenny.
"wellspring we are back at my wagon train now let's go in for a bit of a think and a drink ”, I suggest. When we get back to the van we go inside the van to dry out and get warmed through.
"I don't like the way things are looking here, it seems very strange that no-one has heard of them. I might well go for a wander down towards Blackwater and see who is between us and them and then cross to the other side of the field and find Hertfordshire Buddy Holly if they are camping this twelvemonth ; they are from ware and if I remember aright that's only ten miles from Stortford, Some-one must know something about them, If you can watch the tympani and make brewage, the fixings are in there."I say, pointing to the cupboard over the cooker, be back in five minutes or so."
I continued walking down the field towards Blackwater ; future to us are visitant from Nederland just come to see the festival and then move on somewhere else, past them are the respite of Winstree and then it's Rising Larks they are from north-east Essex, and they tell me that Harwich and Priory are between them and Blackwater, thanking them I head towards the side of the campsite diametric my van where the tree diagram are growing down a immerse bank, asking at the world-class campervan with lights on whom they are and if they know of Billington clog ?"Sorry, I can't be of much help we're Moonshine, it's our first year but know that the Witchmen are from the Calypso bulbosa motor-home to the niche, and they are a Cotswold side of meat over the road way, I don't know who is side by side to us down the field of study, it's a ladies face with red dresses."“ Ahh"I say,"that sounds like them."A short wander to a grouping of musicians and a couple of questions confirm that they are indeed Hertfordshire Holly but no-one knows of Billington. That, so far as I am refer, means that Billington doesn't exist, the only really worrying question is why Jacques Louis David told Jennifer all that stuff about camping here for the week-end, as I wander back to the van by following the athletics track round the field, I recognise a duo of Blackwater mass, give them a wave and cry out that I'll be down later after I've eaten. Back at the van, in the awning Jennifer doesn't look very happy at all, the light isn't trade good but it looks like she's had a few tears.
"What's up ?"I ask,
"Chrissie, she's has the flatcar next to me, call just after you left as she was wondering where I was. I'm normally home before her and as she had seen Dave in the Red Lion smoking shelter while she was getting her dinner from the Tesco's just over the route from there, she had assumed we had cancelled our misstep here."On hearing this a possibility was forming in my mind,"I don't want to pry but if Chrissie is in the flat succeeding to you, am I right in assuming you also live in a flatcar ?"
"Yeah, why ”, is the curtly somewhat precipitous reply.
"Pure supposition, but do you live by yourself and if so has anyone else got a key to your flat"?
"Since you don't know where I live I can recite you that, I do hot solo, and Chrissie has my second supernumerary key in display case I lose mine or leave them at body of work, Dave has my other key ‘ cos all the camping material is mine and he was picking it up after piece of work, why ?"
"I'm just a little concerned at the way thing are starting to influence up, so do you have much in the way of high gear time value stuff and nonsense in your flat, stereophony, telly, and jewellery and so on, and was Dave aware of their value and location"?
"I have a few things that are worth a bit, my Dad's musical instruments, a brooch that belonged to my gran that came down to me, again I ask, why ?"
"I don't like to sick aspersions without some sort of proof but I can't help thinking that he might make planned to have you stranded down here whilst he helped himself to your clobber ”. The colour drained from jenny ass's face and she looked like her legs weren't too steady, she rested her hands on the edge of the table and slumped down into a chair."Not my Dad's material, I couldn't bear losing any of that, it's all insured but that's not what matters, another silver flute glass wouldn't be his ! !
"expression"I say,"If, note the if that is what individual planned, it is fairly easy to fortify their guns, ring Chrissie back and ask her to get the of import items into her flat as soon as potential if she can, you could verbalise her through where they are mobile to mobile assuming of course that she has one. I hope your Dad didn't play grand piano or double bass, it might be a bit tricksy for her."
"No there is aught weighty, a flute, two acoustical guitars, a melodeon and two concertinas."This was said while she was ringing Chrissie, it seemed to convey an age before she spoke to Chrissie, and then I thought she was going to startle cry as she said"Chrissie, I am ok but I need you to do me a perdition of a big party favour if you can and as quickly as possible, I think Dave got me down here so he can pinch my Dad's stuff while I am stuck here, if you use my excess key I can maneuver you as to what needs rescuing. What ? Ok, I will ring again in three minute, I don't know why but the more I think about it the more I worry about how safe the relaxation of my things are, he was always asking about Dad's musical instrument and why I didn't flirt them and why I spent so very much on clothes, he never seemed to have any money and was always talking about his ‘ rich'girlfriend."
"right field, while we are waiting to get back to Chrissie, did you make a brewage ?"
"Yes, sorry I forgot about it after Chrissie rang"
"Don't worry, I ‘ ll do it, milk and lolly ?"
"Yes please, Milk, one sugar. Thanks for helping me I wouldn't have had a clue about any of this if you hadn't raised my suspicions, Chrissie didn't have a good word to say about Dave but I put it down to a touch of the little green goliath, but as I said, thinking about it, it seems so obvious now."
"I'm not so certain it is obvious, but I don't know him, and I still abide by ‘ inexperienced person until ’, teas up ! Come inside, I'll put the warmer on to facilitate with the thawing out, that drizzle is definitely feeling chilly on my shirt."
I made the bed up earlier, so we sat on the sharpness of the bed and the location may not have been the best to help oneself her relax but she was looking strained,"Have a slurp of tea and get a bit of warmheartedness inside you, you'll tone better for it,"
"Three minutes are up, I'm ringing Chrissie, she must receive got home by now, I will put it on speaker."the phone is already in her bridge player and one tap of the cover and the headphone relocation to her ear, after a duo of rings.
"Hi again, are you in mine yet"
"Steady fille, Give me a chance, I've just put my shopping on the table and grabbed your key."... There is a pause, a doorway closing, a few stride ... key in another door and the sound of it opening,
"right hand I'm in, your camping gear is in the hall, and the telly is in opinion, as is the sorry guitar on the wall."
"OK ! That's Dad's Fylde, go into my bedroom, another guitar by the bed,"
"Yes, a big one, light coloured, with a brightly coloured leather strap,"
"Great, that's Dads Takamine, sorry to be so paranoiac but did you lock the front door when you came in"
"No, I didn't I'll pop back and do it now .... All secure I put the Sir Ernst Boris Chain on as well."
"rightfulness, now we can pick out our time and produce sure everything else is still there just in display case he has taken one bit and coming back for more later, on the dressing mesa should be a black jewellery box in the top of that is a gilt brooch with light-green, amber and clear stones."
"Yes, it's here, Wow, Jenny that's beautiful, you won't wearable that when you go clubbing ! !
"No, that was gran's it's too old fashioned for today."
"We will debate about that later, what's future to check over, from the way you're worrying would I be too far out saying I have a lady of essence living next door"
"We will discuss that when I get back, back to the livelihood room, in the counter type thing in the mighty hand end open the door there should be an almost blank oblong squeeze-box and a mordant octagonal one, in the left hand bridge player side, a black prostrate box thirty five by dozen by three that's a flute, and another squeeze-box with leather bellows and wooden ends."
"All nowadays and correct, what happens now ?"
"Can you motivate all the musical instruments and the brooch into your savorless along with anything else you think of as deserving stealing, and thank you for being such a heavy friend ?"
"No ! I won't take the hazard, while they are in my flat I am guessing they won't be insured, I'll lock up, get a few things from mine and move in to yours till you can get back. You really have tickled my curiosity, I know your Dad died a brace of years ago, just before you moved in to the pulley, were all these instruments his, and deny if you want to but what sort of value will I be babysitting for the weekend."
"This goes no further, Chrissie, right."
"Of course, jenny ass, I'm just nosey, not a gossip."
"They were all Dads, and are Charles Frederick Worth about eight thousand pound, add in the brooch and you can just about three-fold it.
"I wish I hadn't asked now, you know I don't like obligation outside workplace, and this is a heck of a lot of trust you're putting in me, I should feel flattered but I am a bit worried about the value of this lot."
"I hate to pile it on, but it's not the monetary note value that's significant it's all sentimental."
"That's enough of that, I'm hanging up to get organised for my relocation, I will leave my door assailable so that I can take heed anyone in the hall, while I'm getting packed, I'll ring you when I'm back in."
In Jenny's flat Chrissie is having a bit of a think about how to time the move and keep Jenny's plane secure, ‘ if I can get my wrist through the gap maybe I can get the chain on, but can I get it off, so I can get back in ?'She opens the door and checks the gap that the strand allows, about two and a half inches, putting her wrist through it seems to grant a evenhandedly bit of move for her wrist joint and finger's breadth, has she enough flexibility to fit and remove the chemical chain, I have the key and if I get the chain on and can't get it off again, Jenny's clobber will be a lot dependable once I've locked the room access. Holding the door a ‘ too with her left hand in the letter box the prospicient slender fingers of her right script lifts the chain end, using her thumb as a guidebook along the length of the chain expansion slot, her finger's breadth tips detect the opening move for the end, it's very taut causing quite a bit of discomfort, but with an supererogatory pulling on the letter of the alphabet box, gain the aloofness for the end to pop into the slot.
Yeah ! That's character one done, she said to herself, getting her hand out was well-off once the Sir Ernst Boris Chain slid along the slot, pulling the doorway shut and making sure the latch was home, finally after opening the door again to match the strand is home closing it again. Chrissie goes into her own flat to pack for the weekend. ‘ Don't motivation tea or coffee tree, take milk, cereal for tomorrow, dressing gown, change of apparel, toilet articles, makeup it doesn't seem like a lot, but it's only all-night, I must get my earpiece courser, don't want it going flat overnight. This'll do, both band of keys and I'm ready to go.'
Putting the key in the threshold it opens to the chain terminal point, just popping the chain off and I'm done, She slips her carpus through and then thinks, I wonder what the police force would say if they just happened to pop in for a New World chat, by the time the persuasion was finished her fingerbreadth had found the end of the chain and slipped it out of the canal. All done and with a sigh of embossment she pulls the key from the threshold, closing it behind her and dropping her bag to the pile of camping gearing she slips the range of mountains back into place.

rear in Rochester Jenny is nearly climbing the walls"Why hasn't she rung yet ?"
I reply"Come on Jenny, contribute her a chance, could you rearrange your weekend, pack a bag, procure your own place, move in, unpack, get the kettle on and ring back in to a lesser extent than 15 instant ?"
"I suppose you're right, but it doesn't stop me worrying about how affair are going."
"Once she has rung you back, and you know everything's safe and secure, I will sort out out some food for thought for us, it won't be posh but it will be warm and filling."I said, getting up and moving to the electric refrigerator and getting out a Gallus gallus curry I had made late Thursday, there isn't enough to sate us both up but rice or pasta will bulk it up. Next is to find the wok under the cooker, on my stifle head down and fanny upwards, I get it out, turn the gas ring on low and tip the curry in.
"Would you prefer Rice or pasta ?
"alimentary paste please"I'm in the center of filling a saucepan for the pasta, when her phone goes, Beautiful Dixie ringtone I think, remembering CDs my kids had in the past.
"Hi, Chrissie how did you get on, Is everything ok ?
"Yes, all sorted, I locked and chained your door on the way out, unlocked and unchained the threshold to get in with my stuff."
"Great, could you do one More matter for me tomorrow ?"
"Yes, if I can I will, you should know that by now.
"Thanks, Could you call the locksmith on Oak Lane, get him to come out and change the lock chamber and leave 3 tonality with you, my council tax money is with the bill under the flute box, pay him from that if you can get a cash discount, if not tell him to invoice me and I'll fall up when I get back."
"Yes that shouldn't be a problem, any detail sort of whorl, or colour or budget."
"No, luxuriously surety is the merely requirement, I have to go now it smells like dinner is ready, I will ring you tomorrow afternoon, to give you an update on what's happening. Thanks again, Chrissie."
"Bye jenny ass,"
"As you said, Jenny, food is just about ready, I know it's supposed to be white wine with chicken, but it's curried and so you have a alternative of red out of a box or beer, what will you be having ?"
"A free fall of red please, I hope your curry isn't to fiery, I always seem to feel the heat for hours.
"No, it's quite soft really, I make my own curry paste in bulk and then use half of what the exceptional recipe I'm using calls for, I divvy up the curry and recite Jenny to take pasta to taste. Do you require to appease here in the warm and eat off your lap or move out into the sunblind and use the table ?"
"I prefer to quell warm and comfy thanks."
I turn on the MP3 role player and prize random replay of the record album on there. The Poozies come on first, passion on a Farm boy salary, overnice harmonies on this and with a bit of go to the chorus line. I reset the histrion to play all of that CD, and William Le Baron Jenny asks who are they I give her their name and excuse how they took it."When they first formed they practiced in a pub, and decided to thank the landlord by using the pub name but as the pub was the Nancy Poozy, the Nancy was dropped and that's how they became The Poozies. To me it is a summer album, only because I first heard them at Cropredy ‘ 95, that whole weekend was warm going on towards hot and the Old Hooky flowed nicely.
"Where or what is Cropedy'95 ?"She asks.
I reply,"It's is a ‘ where'and a ‘ what ’, the where is a little village in Oxfordshire, north of Banbury, a Civil War battle was fought there in 1644. The ‘ what'is a euphony fete, up 40 thousand hoi polloi, from new born to ninety plus, basically recycled and reborn hipsters ? It started out as an annual reunion of the member of Fairport convention at a Greenwich Village fete and just variety of grew.
Practically every CD on here has a story, I only have about a dozen CD or CD sets that have come from a shop, most are bought from the artists at signings and folk club intervals."
"So what variety of music moves you ?"I ask.
"cipher really gets to me, I think that's why me not playing anything got to Dave, not that he was at all musical himself, I used to like some of Dad's rock candy music from the late sixty and into the seventies but the only 1 that I can really call up hearing was Focus, the Moody wild blue yonder, Yes, and Rick Wakeman, just about sum up my musical inclinations."
"I've got Yes and Rick Wakeman here, would you like to pick up some while I do the clearing up,"
"Yes please, Yes, any of their too soon stuff and nonsense would be nice."
"It's only a greatest strike character CD but it has ‘ yours is no disgrace'and others from that LP"
Jenny slips off to another space while the music is playing, it's a few eld since I played the CD from end to end, and after a pair of runway I'm back to stake energy crisis Britain circa1976, working in a manufactory, having my ears bashed by machine noise during the day and music at"realistic"grade under a big pair of headphones at other prison term, ( all phone were big in those days ! ) By 1980 I'd discovered classic Guitar, gypsy dancing Guitar, trick Williams and Julian sea bream, Paco Penja and kinsfolk Rock, an altogether quieter vista. By the meter the music had got towards the end of Starship state trooper, the washing up is all done and put away, I look at Jenny, she is definitely moved by some computer storage or another, she isn't war cry but she's not far from it, very wet heart, a touch of a tremble to the lips. Do I vex her or not, heck, I've never been good with handling my own emotions let solely others, no leave her to it, ‘ right to hold on ones mouth shut and be thought an half-wit than to open it and prove it'as the old musical phrase goes seems to fit best, her meth is empty, I poor a couple of inches into it and top my own up, as I hold it out to her she sees it, takes with a bit of a smile and a muted ‘ thanks ’.
"sunniness"I say, in salute,"I would like to offer a penny for them, but I think they were much more of import than that, the euphony and the computer storage it provokes does get to you doesn't it, despite what you said earlier, that is dear, it means you're still with the remainder us in the bread and butter, external respiration, discombobulation that is called society."“ However that is enough of the heavy philosophical stuff for now, I was intending to ingest my stuff down to the seat centre, and see if Blackwater Morris has a sing-around going on or about to start, if you're up to it you are Sir Thomas More than welcome to bring together in."
"I don't know if I'd be practically use in a sing-around, I can't sing."
"Lack of power never stopped a lot of people in sing-around, it isn't about being beneficial at anything, it's about having the sureness to stimulate a go or to just join in with the chorus and listening to what others have to play, and well-nigh songs have a story if you listen for it. Come on it will do you honest, I can practically warrant no-one will tump over you by playing or singing Yes or Wakeman."
"OK, thanks"
"Now you have to work,"I say with a smiling, if you can train two chairs and the wine, I'll bring instruments, music and songbook and our glasses. Bottoms up ”. As I finish my glass."Excuse me, but my box and guitar are under the bed, if you wrap up then go into the sunshade I'll see you in a min once I'm organised."
"While I am waiting, where are the john around here ?"
"You just passed it, it's in there, Twist the large record on the left hand to void it, and then press it down to pump in bowlful cleanser, toilet bankroll is to the right under a cover, mitt watershed comes down after swivelling the catch on the right, the light if you want it is vertical on the right, flip-flop to the hindquarters, ok with that ?
"Yeah, I hope so."
I drag my guitar and box out from under the bed, charter them into the awning, grab a sweatshirt from the wardrobe, and turn off the heater, books are in the top draw and a bag is taken out of the halfway hooking, all the volume go in there with the wine-coloured glass either side, I take the bladder out of the box of vino and that fits in as well. Jenny comes out of the toilet,"That's a ready to hand bit of kit, I've never used one before, better than trying to hide behind a tent or tree"she says with a bit of an embarrassed giggle."My turn of events now then we can go."Less than a second later and we load up to go, jenny ass has the two chairman, I take the rest. There is no alteration in the rainfall, still cold and wretched, maybe things will lighten up when we get inside, we arrive at a large 4 berth caravan with awning, and there are half a dozen inside,"Knock smash, permission to go in please."
"Hi Frank, come in, hatful of space available."
"Thanks Ken, where's your early half."
While we are opening the chairwoman and getting the musical instrument out of the way, the conversation continues.
"Sue is inside just finishing putting away the dinner washing up, we're both sorry about Linda, we didn't hear until too late to come,"
"Don't worry ; I expect to find out that a lot of times this week-end."
"So, who is your admirer then,"asks Ken.
"She isn't a booster, no, that came out wrong. What I meant was a match of hours ago we had only just met, her name is Jennifer, answers to jennet, and she is as near to a waif or stray that you will see this week-end. jennet, running stave from Ken he is the bagman, following is Harry and his married woman Valery known as Val, next is a new aspect to me ..."
"That's Kath, plays accordion for us and terpsichore when needed. To her right is her partner, Richard, he bangs a drumfish for us at the bit, I don't know if Andy was with us when we last met, he's the baby of the English, just turned twenty, he is a dancer, a bit quick but has the eye for movement, and his girlfriend Lisa, she ‘ s not involved at the minute, but who can tell."Ken says with a wink in her direction.
"Would either of you like a drink,"asks Sue,"we have red and ovalbumin wine, some of Kens fortified home brewage, or a few assorted beers."
"We are ok for a bit thanks, provided the bag didn't tear coming down here"I say as I take the wine box bladder from the backpack,"it is undamaged, I pour a Methedrine each for jennet and me."We didn't have the space to bring the box as well so if anyone fancies a drop, its Tesco's finest soft Daniel Chester French red."
Sue settles herself in the turning point next to Ken,"So what's the write up with you and this young lady, you are nearly old enough to be her grandfather ! ?"
"Cheeky, I'm not as old as you think I look,"says I,"William Le Baron Jenny has been sent down here by her boyfriend, a member of Billington clog, he was to piece up the camping gear from her insipid after body of work and add up down to fall in her at about four pm. She was walking up and down the track looking for him when it started to rain down, I invited her in to shelter for a bit and after hearing on the radiocommunication that there was no traffic trouble between there and here we went for a walk along the line looking for Billington, I've never heard of them by the way, and couldn't find anyone else along this face who had. While jenny ass brewed up I went across the field to Hertfordshire Buddy Holly, they are based in product only ten geographical mile from Stortford where Billington are supposed to practice and they had never heard of them.
While I was away jenny ass's neighbour rang to say she had seen him back home LE than half an 60 minutes before, and to cut a longsighted news report scant, she is moving into Jenny's place overnight to act as security because Jenny gave him a key to get in to accumulate the camping gear, and then Chrissie, the neighbour is getting the lock chamber changed tomorrow. Which leaves this poor lass down here without a bunk till she can get home plate ?"
"well"says Sue,"you couldn't have found a safer berth than with Frank, we would commit him with anything, he will look after you ok, so what are you going to do tonight, with no equipment you can't indoor camp, I am pretty certain the ladies camping way is fully booked anyway."
"We will have to use the caravan, I've got two quiescency cup of tea and a king-sized duvet in there, the only tricky bit is getting ready for bed. With the Light Within out and the blinds down you can't see a thing anyway, so one gets prepare while the former is in the shower bath room doing dentition etc. then swap, sleeping bag each and with the duvet over the top we should be plenteousness warm enough."
"I'll be safe enough ; I've been in the T.A. for 6 eld, and I wouldn't want to take me on !"
"Ah, the glories of our armed forces, threatening poor innocent peace loving recycled hippies."I say, this raises a few chortle and it seems as though no more questions are going to be asked of me or Jenny, so in the inadequate secrecy I ask how the face is going along, and what gossip there may be among the other sides.
"We have eight to ten to trip the light fantastic and six in the set most recitation and we are only missing one from the band this week-end, Alan is coming down for the day Sunday but has to influence Sat, he is with the ambulance military service, and they can't swop around like they could a few geezerhood back. We only have us eight camping, two are bed and breakfasting, and three are coming down for the day tomorrow and may also labour down again on Sun. There isn't a lot happening with early local side of meat, we all want more members but all that seems to be happening is more multitude are dancing with Sir Thomas More than one side of meat, doing moulding or molly on Saturday and Cotswold on Sunday. Further afield I was told that Ely Border have had a bit of an uncivil war, accusation and inexactitude flying about figurehead, left and gist, a couple of them are with Green Draco tomorrow, and Littlebury seem to consume snaffled the ease.
"Do you have any plan for dancing or playing in the time to come, I know its early twenty-four hour period yet, but I have heard there is a queue to ask you to link them but no-one wants to be so insensitive to be the outset to ask. We have known each other for lo, nearly 20 years now and you know I don't have a raw osseous tissue in my head, so will you come back to us when you feel up to it."
"I'm flattered that you think I'm still capable of dancing, from the way I was huffing and puffing when I hauled the water supply back I am beginning to conceive I'm past it now."
"You didn't perpetrate your pee round by hand again, last year we told you to listen to yourself and to, quote, work smarter not harder, unquote, it wouldn't cost ten pence of diesel to ram unit of ammunition and back, if you can haul that lot without having a substance attack you are more than fit enough to hold up with us."
"It's not keeping up with you, you fat bugger ; it's keeping up with that Whitney Moore Young Jr. ‘ un that going to make a problem."I said with a big grinning, Ken couldn't have been half a stone grievous than me and was always on a dieting, but only diets that permitted alcohol ! I had expected to be invited back by one of the sides we had danced with this week-end and it didn't surprise me that Ken would be the start to ask, now should I reward him for his courageousness for asking first or punish him for his insensitivity.
"The doubtfulness is should I repay you for your courage for asking number one or punish you for your insensitivity. As my kids know I don't go in for a lot of punishment, lead by example is leisurely than penalisation in my leger, so you won't get a straight no, however I have never left Tribal and need to get through this week-end before I make any determination about the Morris and me. Anyway this is supposed to be a fun week-end so when do we stop trying to make me think of the past and get back to here and now. Any requests that do not involve John Barleycorn, anatomical impossibilities, or me singing ?"
"I want to hear you sing, what have you to offer for my amusement ?"Said Jenny, looking me in the eye with a bit of a grin on the indorsement half of the interrogative sentence, no, it's the wine kicking in it couldn't have been any signifier of flirtation, could it ?
At this level Richard leaves the sunshade to gossip about the peak of the nettles and former comments about ‘ taking away the hurting but leave the swelling ’.
"He'll be back in a arcminute, just checking on the children in the caravan, I checked just before you arrived, we have this monitoring device gimmick, range of 30 m, but we both like to take twist to check."normal dictates that the host starts us off and direct transactions, so it's up to Ken to set off us off,"what's it to be, sea birdcall and shanties first base time round as usual, then another theme next prison term bout ?"
"Yes that's normal,"Says Ken as he launches straight into ‘ South Australia'he has the phonation for this one, it needs a bit of great power to help cabbage the chorus.
Why is it every song he knows lasts less than two minutes, he probably wrote pop birdcall in the 60, most of them struggled to last three minutes ? At this point Richard returns."All quietly"he whispered to Kath.
Next to Ken is Sue, I expect her to fall, but if she does she will give to sing next time and she may not own a relevant Sung dynasty. To my surprise she starts to sing ‘ The Leaving of Liverpool'that's a new one for her since Tenterden, it's a long one, going on to six minutes at an ordinary pep pill. Harry gets to go future, and peg with ‘ Drunken sailor ’, a few verses will be added that don't appear in the hovel Scripture, some may bring a bit of colour to an innocents cheek, it is always fun to see who colours up ! Val's change state next and she plays Portsmouth on her melodeon, giving it the Barney Oldfield treatment, bigger chords, and faster as it trips along, the rest of us starts drumming on the table to boost her along. This provokes a few quick grabs for glassful as the table moves in time with the music, much more fun than sitting around in the van."I can't compete with that, I pass"says Kath.
"That means you have to sing one adjacent fourth dimension round no affair what root is selected"
"If it gets round to me again, it's getting on for 9-30 now, I'm going to check on the children and get to bed myself at ten o clock."
"I only bang a drumfish"says Richard, what sort of thing are you expecting from me ?
"Its sing, say or play, sing a song, say a bit of poetry or distinguish a story, or play a tune."Ken response."This is their get-go summer camp out with a Gouverneur Morris side, they've never been to a sing-around or open mic Night before, and to me it seems strange that modern adults could have led such a sheltered existence."
"The only bit of poetry I know is something I learnt at school thirty years ago."
"That'll do"we say practically in unison.
With a bit of a falter in his voice be Menachem Begin ;


Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir,
row home to haven in sunny Palestine,
with a shipment of pearl, and apes and peacocks,
Sandalwood, cedar wood, and sweet flannel wine.
Stately Spanish galleon coming from the Isthmus,
Dipping through the Tropics by the palm-green shores,
With a cargo of rhomb, Emeralds, amethysts,
Topazes, and cinnamon, and gold moidores.
Dirty British coaster with a salt-caked fume stack,
butting through the epithelial duct in the mad MArch days,
with a loading of Tyne River ember, road-rails, pig-lead,
Firewood, iron-ware, and gaudy tin trays.

"Hands up those that learned that as a second class at lower-ranking school"says Ken.
Only Jenny, Andy and Lisa fail to resurrect a hand.
"deal up those that still think the author and deed of conveyance"
I remember it was by John Masefield, but don't commemorate the rubric, only two manus stay up ; Richards and Kens."Hurrah for secondary modern breeding, shame we scrapped it over thirty long time ago."Said Ken,"Cargo's by John Masefield for those who want to experience, and here ends the conclusion object lesson for today. It's round to your turn Andy."
Andy goes straight into a The Islands by Ralph Mc William Tell, a gravid strain about The Braer oil tanker disaster in the Shetland sheep dog in, I think, 1993. That gets him a round of golf of applause ; he has a skillful vocalisation and a lot of confidence.
Lisa, apparently cognizant that she was next leant over and pulled a wooden whistle, and plays what I take to be Irish jigs, quite loyal and well worth listening to and then without me really hearing the changeover it slows down to the Skye Boat song. There is applause all round of golf for that, and after Ken winked at me he posed the await question,"who is next ? William Le Baron Jenny, it's your turn of events to do one ”.
"No way, I don't have the ability or repertoire to do anything, I pass in the cowardly knowledge that I also won't be here when it comes round again."
"All right I'll do one"I say"but first I have to irrigate the nettles and Hope that some kindly soul will refill our methamphetamine hydrochloride in my absence."More nettle comments chase me out the awning.
"Ok normal servicing has been restored, thanks whoever did the wine-coloured,"Jenny nods to me,"time for another Fairport connection, and in accord with the sea idea I will do ‘ honor and Praise ’, the guitar music is a bit sly but I'll free rein something near."It only takes a few s get my guitar out of its pillowcase and I return to behind my seat as I find it a lot easier to play standing, and breathing for singing is also a lot easy, sitting down I just can't get decent air in."I suppose we have to wait while you tune up now,"said Kath,
"No, Once it is in strain it stays there, I might have to retune two or three times after fitting new string, especially as I use supernumerary light strings, but after that it hardly drifts at all."
"On a fine summers aurora we lay at the Quay,
The holds were filled gamy with the treasures of the sea,
So that they could be transported by men such as we,
To homeland and for queen. Etc ... ... ....
I like this song, well, I like all the songs and medicine I play, wasted movement to play material you don't like. I finish the Sung dynasty without too many mistakes, a bit of gentle applause follows,"Thank you, it didn't go as well as I had hoped but I am going to blame the strong drink. So on that greenback, it must be close to knocking off time as Kath and Richard are getting their clobber together, we ought to make a motility if that's ok with you, Jenny."She nods,"By the sentence we've made a brewage, sorted the bedding out, and done our ablutions it will be getting on bit."I put my guitar away, pick up my melodeon in its bag, William Le Baron Jenny folded the chair and took the chalk, passing mine to me to finish off, that done I passed it back. There was about half a glass of wine left in the bladder,"Ken, you can finish this off, ok ? See you tomorrow, sleep tight and all that."
It is still drizzling quite steadily so we walk smartly up the field back to my van, unzipping the awning, I usher jenny in first and fall out inside, I put the guitar on the table and grope my way across to the van doorway so I can switch on the awning brightness level, once we can see, I unlock the van doorway and going in put my melodeon on the bed, while I am in I turn on the gas elbow room heater, back in the awning, I set the chairs up, commit Jenny in and comply her with my guitar,"we don't have a lot of place, could you get on the bed for a minute of arc, while I put these away and encounter the eiderdown ”. jenny ass slips her place off and crawls onto the bed and turns round to face me from a kneeling position, she looks very precious like that, and I smile at her, pulling the duvet out of the under bed storage storage locker is a bit of a fight but it finally comes out. I then reverse out and lifting my guitar from the bed, slide it under the bed to the strawman of the van leaving space for the melodeon behind it but far enough under to be safe from getting kicked.
"Do you image another drink or a cup of tea,"I ask.
"I wouldn't judgment another glass of vino if you have any and some more music, if it isn't too belated for you."
"It isn't too late for me, we will all be up later tomorrow nighttime, they are dancing most of tomorrow and so Friday night isn't normally a late night. Above your head in the eye closet there are a twain of wine corner, claim your filling, I will class the euphony"
"I was hoping you might sing a few more birdsong, bouncy music is much nicer than recorded."
"Having put the tool away, it will experience to be a cappella, if you pinna are up to it, any luck with the wine-coloured yet,"she passes the box to me to open,"I'll unfastened it shall I"I say with a smile and a plagiarise eyebrow. I don't like opening these loge either but say nix, once open I get the two drinking glass we used earlier and lifting them to the light I note which one has a touch of lip rouge or lip gloss, just a pink tincture, but enough for her to identify her previous chicken feed. They are large glasses, so I only three quarters fill them, putting hers on the electric refrigerator unit of measurement, to her rightfulness, I drop to my knee joint and putting my chicken feed on the unit near the fire, noticing the flame I ask if she is thawing out ok,"yes thanks, it soon warms up in here."On hearing that I turn the fire down a bit, the temperature won't cliff but won't climb as quickly.
"You requested a song, so what sort of Sung would you like to hear ?"
"Can you continue the sea songs base ? The songs I heard earlier were matter to, as Dad had a connection."
"Yes, no job, first is a ballad by The jolly boat Rogers it's called ‘ Wicked'
"I sailed on the Charles a fair privateersman,
And our pay it was weeks overdue ... ..
... ... headwaiter Avery, that's me, says like hell."
"That's a nice song, not a nice story what with rape and torture, but good."
"What's adjacent,"Jenny asks,
"One from you, please."
"As I said, I can't sing, I can't play, and I don't know any poetry."
"Right, here begins your first vocalizing lesson, Do you love ‘ Early one aurora ’,"“ No."
"Ok, I'll sing a line, we repeat the same tune, and you sing the line."
"I don't know."
"Sing a line of credit from Drunken leghorn ; it will leave me a soupcon as to what key you are comfy in."
In a very soft spokesperson the first pedigree comes out very quietly, and it's not out of my comfort zona in the Bass register.
"Start again, and I'll join you. What shall we do with a bibulous sailor, what shall we do with a drunken Panama, what shall we do with a boozy straw hat early in the morning."
"That's right, try again with a bit more welly ! What shall we do with a bibulous navy man, what shall we do with a drunken sailor, what shall we do with a drunken sailor early in the morning."
"goodness, again, and carry on and add the wey-hays. What shall we do with a drunken sailor, what shall we do with a drunken navy man, what shall we do with a drunken sailor early in the break of the day. Wey-hey and up she rises, Wey-hey and up she rises, Wey-hey and up she rises, early in the morning.
"That was very good, again, twice on the trot, with a bit more volume. What shall we do with a drunken sailor, what shall we do with a bibulous sailor boy, What shall we do with a bibulous sailor early in the break of the day. Wey-hey and up she rises, Wey-hey and up she rises, Wey-hey and up she rises, early in the morning.
What shall we do with a drunken sailor, what shall we do with a drunken sailor, what shall we do with a drunken sailor early in the morning."This metre I harmonise on the wey-heys with long heys. Wey-hey and up she rises, Wey-hey and up she rises, Wey-hey and up she rises, early in the morning. At the end of this Jenny is smiling from ear to ear, suddenly aware that she could sing we provoke our Methedrine to each other and recur the use again.
"Do you still say you can't sing, that sounded pretty full to me, anyone can spill the beans, it just takes a little exercise and a couple of friends who will gift an honest opinion of what you sound like. Anyway for a all over alteration of subject, we do need to get the quiescency base and duvet sorted, and then we find another song or have a brew and go to catch some Z's. Do you sleep on your leftfield or mighty side and do you prefer your face or back to the window."
"I think I sleep on my right side, back to the window, that's tricky here with Windows on all four sides.
"If you sleep that side you'll be facing the sunblind, with the blind and drape, there won't be a lot of light up getting in. Can you proceed off the sleeping purse so I can get at them delight ?"I unzip the two quiescency bags from each other, and zip them up as singles. Arranged so that the zips are away from the nitty-gritty of the bed with the duvet on top so that if either of us need to get up during the night it will get lower limit disturbance to the other, in the middle draw poker of the building block by the closet are a pair of wind up torches that we won at a ceilidh a few years before and they still work, it beats groping around trying to find a permutation for the main lights."Do you desire to try some more sing or have a cup of tea and catch some Z's ?"
"You know when Ken and Sue said I couldn't be safe than with you, I didn't really believe them, but I am beginning to think you are as ripe as they said."
"I am no nonpareil, but I try to exist as people say I do, if that makes any sense."” So, are we having a brew and quiescency, or staying up for a bit longer ?"
"I think that I would choose to sleep, it has been a long and nerve-wracking day, and I don't normally settle well in a strange bed. I would like a cup of tea as well though, I will probably wake with a fairly furry mouth tomorrow, and some tea now might help."I have another rummage in the mediate lot and then hand William Le Baron Jenny a new toothbrush,"this might help preserve you feeling de-furred ”, I put the boiler on and go to the wardrobe to get one of my t-shirts to use as a nightshirt,"a tweed Faversham hop festival T-shirt is on top and I pass it across."Will this do to sleep in ?"jenny holds it in seat in movement of her, it covers all that needs to be covered but not a lot more, and I've seen shorter skirts coming out of the nine in the Ithiel Town centre, she looks at me and smiling,"what do you recall of it ?"
"I don't believe I should fall in an honest legal opinion because if I did you hear one heck of a clash as my doughnut fell off, and that would smash my report as a gracious guy. There must be a lot of young men out there would sleep together to be in here instead of me, and I don't think you would be very safe with any of ... No I forgot your T.A. education, they might not be very dependable,"At this jenny starts to giggle,
"I was never in the T.A. I only said it to see what your reaction would be, any mark of aggression and I would have been out of here and down the town like a shot. Your comic response was perfect for the occasion."The kettleful starts to whistle so I turn the gas off and make up a pot of tea,
"One pelf, would you like it milky or normal,"
"Milky please, so that it goes straight down, thanks."I make mine the same,
"Would you like a biscuit to go with this, I'm having a twosome to souse up the drink."
"No thanks, it's not skilful for the figure after 8pm."
I have a yoke of digestives and uncover a custard ointment and snaffle that for afters, as I had seen jennet polish off her tea, I downed mine quickly and after switching on the LED strip light above the bed and turning the others off I then suggested,
"I'll go into the awning with my kindle and you can then use the lavatory and get cook for bed, when you are in and set up tap on the window and I'll come in for my bend, after a few pages there are half a dozen raps from inside the van, I get up and change by reversal off the kindle, the awning light and after knocking once on the door, go inside. Jenny is in bed, lying on her back she lifts her head and says ;"it's all yours, thank you."In the lavatory, I have a slip wash, dry myself, and clean my teeth, putting my underpants back on and after switching off the light, take the rest period of my dress and put them on the freighter of the bed. I crawl across the bed to my sleeping bag, unzip it halfway down and get in, as I slide further down the bag, I make sure as shooting the wind up great mullein is where I can bump it give up and pull the corduroy to reverse off the light.
"Just a moment please,"says William Le Baron Jenny, I switch the light back on and she leans over and gives me a peck on the cheek,"thanks for being here and helping me so much, nighttime night."
"Night night,"I reply and turn the light out.



Chapter Two
corporate trust

I lie on my back and rewind over the day, thinking of what I should have said if I could suppose a lot quicker. Ah the land of what if ... I turn over onto my left slope, with my rear to jennet, I can sense her and it relaxes me. It has been a while since I've had any female company in my bedroom and the presence of another organic structure lends a tactual sensation of security as it banishes any loneliness still hiding in the nooks and crannies of this misfortunate old learning ability of mine. I am fully aware there is nothing sexual in the way I am feeling, it is an almost tribal feeling of belonging again, part of the group identity, I wonder why I keep drifting along these dry and dusty racetrack of self analysis, why can't I just go with the flow.
I awake slowly to the sound of soft watchword, it isn't me, so it must be Jenny, lying still for a minute or so I listen, then turning over as if in my sleep and keeping my left arm under the continental quilt allow it to come to rest over William Le Baron Jenny's waist outside her sleeping bag, her crying reduces to a whimpering sniffling auditory sensation but doesn't period, she must be awake and miserable, what should I do and also what will she do ? A while later, it could have been two minutes it might take been ten, as I was drifting off again, I felt her movement and a few seconds later her arm was holding mine close to her, and I felt her hand feeling for mine, when her search was successful her digit wormed their way between mine and I felt her relax back towards me, Again I was drifting off and maybe she said it, or I said it, or I dreamed it but somewhere the sound of the word'thanks'came into my mind, and then I was away with the faeries. The adjacent time I awoke it was probably around six a.m. outset twinkle was trying to wee-wee its way into the van and I needed the bathroom, my arm was still around William Le Baron Jenny's waist and we still had our finger interlaced, despite the gentlest of trend jenny also woke,"first light, what's up ?
"Sorry to disturb you but I have to have a tiddle, otherwise things are going to get a bit mute around here."
I don't annoyance with the farting up torch, there is enough Christ Within to see my way to the toilet without kneeling on Jenny's ramification and as I open the lavatory door, a lot of light comes in so it must be well after one-half five, once I have finished and dried the old man I open the window a footling bit and assure the weather. wellspring recrudesce cloud, not raining and strips of sunlight are coming between the trees to the eastern United States of us, getting on for six or one-fourth past, I think to myself and lead off to inquire how I can estimate accurately when I haven't worn a ticker except for gamy days since I stopped punching the mill clock as a wage slave eight twelvemonth ago. I close the window to vent and go back towards the bed, as I crawl across and worm my way half way back into my sleeping bag I ask her how she is feeling.
"An awe-inspiring lot better now, thanks for holding me concluding Night I really was feeling low, yesterday lunchtime I was looking forward to a weekend away with my boyfriend, and it all went wrong, why can't something go right for me ? I'm twenty five and never had a weekend away with a bloke I'm not ugly or smelly, am I ? Why can't I find a the right way boyfriend and keep on him for a piece ?
"That's an awed lot of doubtfulness for this early in the morning ; do you fancy getting up having a tea and then talking, or coming here and let me hold you for another hour or two ? She looks at me as though I had a screw loose, then smiles and says,
"You come back down where you were and harbor me."I finish my cut off trip into my bag and turn of events over to hold her, I am surprised to find she has unzipped her bag halfway and has it rolled behind her so that I am holding her through a tee shirt, not through the sleeping bag ; again her digit intertwine with mine, this feels sooo nice, it makes me think of times past, just holding in friendly relationship, us against the humankind -well our picayune bit of it.

When I was in my late teen I always seemed to be taking the part of emotional advisor to any one of half a twelve 13 to 15 class old girls, who shared a hobby with my chum and me, by their calculation I was old enough to know, but too old to be interested in them as girlfriends, so I was trusted with a lot of poppycock that they couldn't or wouldn't tell their parents.

Now I had the same trusted flavour, this could turn addictive. My eyes are very heavy again ; this is so unlike me as I am normally up with the meadowlark, fourth dimension for another tripper away with the fairyland ... ..

... .The faeries have abandoned me in a overnice warm haven, my helping hand is now on bare hide, I don't think I put it there, so I gently stroke her stomach and as I nuzzle in towards her neck she stirs and turns to face me,"Why are you so dear to me ?"
"Why are you so replete of questions in the morning, do you pass all Nox thinking them up ?"
"Why do you answer a question with a question ?"
"It's a defence mechanism, it gives me time to try and make sentience of a nonsense question. I don't think I am being good to you in fussy ; I may be being beneficial to somebody who deserves it. So to answer your question with yet another, how do you define ‘ being beneficial'in your situation ? And how do you work out what you deserve ? Finally, are you ready for a brew and breakfast ?
"Yes please."


Here ends part one, part two will follow very soon - provided I can get this posted ! ! ! ! !