CHRIS & JULIAS BIG DAYWhats that ya say? Nena and Gaby? By 'eck nah there's a tale to tell! Sharp does his best with this brand new fanfic which includes characters from both Gaby and Nena!
Part 17
Sunday 14th July 2008. The Parish Church, Fylingdales.
After their rather hectic day in Harrogate the girls were looking forward to a relatively quiet day at the small village church of Fylingdales. The local Anglican rector was also to be installed as the Roman Catholic priest. The church for some time had been jointly used by the Anglicans and Catholics after the Catholic Church had fallen into the North Sea.
A fleet of coaches was waiting to take the Appolonaris Group to the Fylingdales Parish Church. Cardinal Waibel was due to arrive with the Bishop of Durham. The BBC had sent a team of reporters from their Leeds regional office to report on this instalment of a joint church and priest. The news program had managed to get a breakdown of church sharing schemes across the north sometimes it was the Catholic and Anglicans other times it was the Anglicans and the Methodists. What was apparent was that very quietly the smaller communities had been merging their religious organisations.
The Fylingdales Parish Church was not designed for the amount of people who turned up that day. Seats had to be placed around the graveyard. A giant screen had been erected outside on the wall of the church. So that all those on the outside the church did not miss the service. Those in wheel chairs were all taken into the church. A tent had been erected in one area of the churchyard. This was to allow the visiting clergy a place to get attired before the service. The rector came looking for Nena. “We do not have a choir could I impose on your friends to be our choir for this service?”
Kat smiled at the news, “Gaby & Nena will you two be carrying the crosses again?” After putting their robes on the teenagers went to find the priests.
Archbishop John of York spoke, “Why I am not surprised to see you here? When Richard moved to Durham there was some who thought we might have a quiet life. Instead he makes the Queen of Northumbria & her friends his personal choir. Queen Gabriel will you carry Peter's cross?”
The Rector handed Nena the parish church cross. It was not silver like some. It had been hand crafted many years ago by the villagers from pieces of a wreck that had washed ashore. The carving on the cross was a work of art. The carvings depicted the perils of the sea and asked for god's help. Nena kissed the wooden cross. Then the procession started. The procession went out of one gate and through the front entrance. The villagers and the senior family members were inside the church. Others had to make do with the screen & seating outside. Besides the hymns and prayers there was a lot of talking by the archbishops of York & Liverpool. Kat once again did her solo and then a duet with Gaby. Nearly two hours later the service was over and the Anglicans & Catholics now formally shared the same priest.
One of the Villagers from Robin Hood's bay came across. “The villagers from all the villages around have laid on a meal for everyone. Some of our people could not be here because they were preparing the meal on the beach. Constance your mother's staff said she would not mind if we used your kitchens to do the cooking. For the majority of us farming and fishing are our lives. The food we provide today has been bought with our sweat and lives over many years. Benches and trestle tables were placed upon the beach. Some of the villages help carry the disabled companions to the benches as their wheels sank into the sand. Everybody had their fill and the villagers dismantled the trestle tables and moved them to outside the café. One of the old fishermen said, “We will have to carry the party on in the café. The tide is due to turn and it comes in rather quickly”. Sure enough the tide soon covered the beach where they had recently had their meal.
The same old fisherman stared across at Draconaris. He tapped Draconaris in the shoulder. “Do you mind if we have a word outside it is rather noisy in here? A long time ago I Isaac witnessed a rescue when a maid was swept off her feet and into the raging sea. A man who was a guest here dived in and dragged the maid to safety. I never knew the man's name. Today I am in my 80's and I see the same man here again although he has never aged. I note he is keeping his eyes on some of the younger girls. Sailors get told many strange stories. One I discounted until today. The villagers celebrate as for the first time in 400 years our villages are united in one belief. Little do they realise the Lords of Light & Life along with the Queen of Justice stalk this land. Lord of Life now that would be an apt name for the stranger who came into our lives and dragged the lady from the sea.”
“I noticed the look you gave me. Yes I have had the privilege of meeting your sister Lucy. I was with a day trip on the pensioner's special to Harrogate. I decided to visit Valley gardens I was just having a look at the plants when I noticed a child had fallen into the stream that runs through the gardens. I managed to get the child out getting covered in water myself. It was a sunny day so my wet clothing soon dried out. A young woman dressed in red appeared next to me. “That was very brave of you there is a dangerous spot close to there that can drag the unsuspecting to their deaths. There is a warning about it being dangerous there.””
“I must have gone into shock or something as I started to shake and fell down. The young woman kissed me. She said I am not called Justice for nothing. I may not be able to restore youth like my brother but I have given you the kiss of life. From now on you will share my life with me. At first I thought she was joking, but my late wife came to me while I slept. She said she was pleased I saved the Childs life. She would still visit me in my slumber. She told me I had kissed the Red queen and got her reward. At first I thought this was but a dream until I spotted you and I realised you were the same person I saw all those years ago.”
“Yes my friend Isaac you are correct I am the same person you noticed all those years ago. I take it Lucy my sister kissed you fully on the lips. If she did so then Lucy has done something I never expected her to do. It would also account for her little daughters.”
“Honestly sir, Lucy only ever kissed me, and then said you will be with me always. We did not do anything that could create children. Had I been younger I would have loved to get together with your sister. Fate though prevented me and my late missus from having children.”
Lucy came and put her arms round the old fisherman. “So Draconaris what do you think of my partner? I discovered him a few days before Meadows was captured. I think the changes in the two packages must have been as a direct result of our merger.”
“It could also be Lucy that both packages had encountered other family members before you like my grand daughters for instance. I understand Tiny had a confrontation with one.”
“It was Lucy who came up with the idea of a meal on the beach. The villagers all wanted to contribute and so gave what they could afford. I had to deceive my friends slightly as I said a niece had decided to come and look after me.”
Lucy laughed, “I doubt they would believe you if they were told the truth. That is one little lie that is permissible. Although you could have told them you intended making me your second wife.”
The old fisherman took hold of Lucy's hand. They went inside the café and he turned the music off. Friends a short while ago I went to Harrogate and was befriended by a young woman. Although there is a great difference in our age we got on well together. A short while ago I was unsure how to introduce my friend and I said she was my niece. She has been helping you all prepare today's feast. I thought I better come clean as have asked her to be my wife. She accepted my offer and has asked Mr Draconaris to give her away.”
One by one the villagers came to congratulate the couple. Another old fisherman slapped him on his back. We all knew she was more than just a niece. The last time we saw that look in your eyes was when Janet was still alive.”
One of the village women spoke, “Aye Isaac until recently you had eyes for nobody. Although there are lots here who would have snapped you up. Some of us saw you drag that child up out of the stream. We were concerned when you collapsed. Yet you recovered quickly when the young woman kissed you. Since that day you have seamed to all of us to be full of energy, as if that kiss had revitalised you in some way.
Dear friends, there may be some among you who will say why is she marrying the old fool. Well it certainly in not for money. Like most in the village I have very little. What I can say is Lucy knows me as well as my late Janet. I have a favour to ask the girls who sang today in the church will they sing at our wedding next Sunday. You may wonder what the rush is. Well at my age why delay?”
Gaby, “The team would be only too happy to sing at your wedding.”
Lucy, “Gaby until going to Harrogate I had no intention of getting a husband. I was just going to check the place out as I knew the bike show was coming. Then I see a life being saved and not being taken I was stunned. I am supposed to be Justice. For long enough I have being punishing the bad and I clean forgot the good. It is time I brought Justice back, and put vengeance on a back burner.”
Gaby, “Lucy Bram Stoker did quite a number on your Brother. Yet I discover he is in the habit of saving the lives of ladies. Among them is my own Grandmother. Constance is yet another fan of Draconaris. In fact that reminds me Constance wanted to extend her café & some of us decided to invest in it. If we have time I would like to go back to Whitby and see how the work is progressing.”
With that the group left Robin Hood's Bay and made once again for Whitby. The coaches pulled up outside the Railway station and then the Appolonaris team got off and walked across the road. The coaches went on to park in the coach park. The drivers would eventually be dropped off in the town centre by mini bus. Walking past Woolworth's they got to Dracula's Rest. The windows on the front of the building had changed from the large wide windows normally associated with a shop or store. Instead they were narrow and arched as was the doorway. As they got near they spotted some girls looking through the windows. One was saying to the others. “I wonder when it opens. Perhaps they might need a chef of waitresses. I know mum lost her job and with it our home, But why did we have to move here? There are no jobs here.”
Constance overheard them. “Girls I take it you all need jobs. I would also like to speak to your mother. This is a family concern and as such I would be interested in employing a family.”
One of the girls got a mobile phone out and rang her mother. Within 10 minutes a lady appeared. “I sent the girls into town so I could sort our boxes out. My name is Stacy. Until recently I was head chef for a top hotel. Unfortunatly there was some restructuring and my job and home went. I am a single parent with as you can see quite a few daughters. I have all my catering certificates at home. They are currently packed away as we only moved in today. I was not expecting to find a prospective employer so quickly.”
Nena, “We came to see how the alterations to the cafe were coming along. Constance was not expecting to interview staff today. However as the cafe it looks to be very nearly finished we could interview you. Some of us will be over another day to give it a good clean up and arrange the displays upstairs.”
“As I said these are my daughters. I call them my months and flowers they are from left to right, April, May, June, Julia, Augusta, Noel, Rose, Lily & Violet.”
Noel, “I am the youngest. Mom never did get a son and with so many daughters we all have to do our share of the house work. If we help tidy the café up it could open tomorrow. Then my younger sisters and I can set about arranging Grandpa's house so that it looks tidy.”
Constance looked across at Draconaris and the men. “Stacy you and your older daughters are hired. Your younger ones are too young however there is nothing to stop them helping their mother & sisters if they wish to. I take it you could do with some help to move heavy items around your house. I am sure Noel can supervise some of the men doing the heavy lifting.”
There was a knock on the door. There was a large wagon parked outside. “Sorry I got here late yesterday and it was all locked up. Will you take the delivery now or will I have to wait till Monday?
Dave Bond, “As we have all the help today we might as well unload you on to the pavement. Can the Tiny's ensure upstairs is clean and tidy as there should be some display items here, as well as the new tables and chairs?
Noel came back and said, “The builders have left it neat and tidy. It would pass mum's clean test. The tinys want me and the little ones to play on the sands with them, but I have to show the men where we are going to live.”
Stacy, “Actually that is not a bad idea. April do you mind showing the men where our home is, and then I would like you to supervise your smaller sisters on the beach. Now off with you. I need to sort my kitchen out and arrange the tables and displays.”
The wagon driver was happy he could now return to the depot to make up for lost time. Then the group consisting of the men and most of the teenage girls walked round the corner and up a steep hill. There Noel saw her grandpa chatting to some old men. Wee Wee went and launched herself at one of the old men. “Grandpa what are you doing here?”
“Well you know that church stuff was never my scene. So I came to visit an old friend. Come to think of it why are you still not down at the bay? I thought the dancing would still be going on.”
“It was when we left. Constance wanted to see how Dracula's rest was shaping up. So we came to Whitby. We also brought some men to help move the heavy items. The heavy items though seam to have gone already.”
“Yes my former fishing friends all came round to help. When the learned my daughter and grand children had returned home. The only thing you girls need to do is unpack the boxes with your names on.”
April, “In that case I will make your friends a cup of tea while the smaller ones unpack. Mum informed me she had already done mine. Then once they have done that they can go to the beach and play.”
One of the old Salts spoke, “The tide is currently in and there will not be much sand to play on. I was going to take your grandpas' out on my son's new pleasure cruiser. He got a good offer to scrap my old ship and so he got out of fishing. Now he will need to catch tourists instead of fish.”
“April we have put away everything. What do we do with these boxes now?
“They need breaking down so that they can be recycled along with the paper, Glass, Tin & Plastics.
Draconaris, “Well girls if you have finished we had better get you an ice cream each. Now you gentlemen as there will be very little sand for the girls to go on. I would like to charter your craft to take the girls to see the seals. I also know Dave and John have wanted to go out in a boat to line fish. Perhaps we could accommodate them.”
One of the old fishermen spoke into his mobile. “My son says if you pay for the fuel he will be happy. He has just gone to Molly Malone's to get some bait for the gentlemen & he will meet us there as he has no rods on board.”
Wee Wee. “Grandpa Will you and the other grandpas help us tiny ones. We have wanted a proper rod for some time and we keep getting told we are too small. We would not be if we had a grandpa or two to help us.”
The girls were just finishing their ice creams off when a steam bus came into view and stopped outside the house. “Hi boy's trade was a bit slack so I thought I would come and see if you needed a hand or a lift back into town.”
“Well we have finished here and are now off to Molly to get tackle and bait. My grand children and friends are off to see the seals and then do a bit of wreck fishing. Oh in that case I better go and collect my rod. That is if you do not mind me joining in. Come on jump inside and we will travel in style to Molly's.”
Because of the one way system the old coal fired coach had to go the long way round. The driver kept pointing places of interest out to the girls. Molly's was quite close to the café. And so April went in to find her mum who was sat down chatting away. “Mum the tide is in so there is no beach. We are going to see the seals and then some of us want to do a bit of fishing. We are going to Molly's to get all we need.”
“Oh in that case as we are finished here I will come with you. It is a long time since I baited a drop down line with dad.” By the time they got to the shop the girls had already chosen what they wanted. Every one of them had gone for either a boat rod or a pier rod. Molly was busy ensuring they all got Rod, Line, Reel, Hooks and weights.
Wee Wee was looking at a glass case. “Grandpa what are these pretty things and do we need any of them?”
“Molly the girls are going to need a selection of lures as well as hooks.”
Stacy was looking at a rod and a Scarborough reel. “I will take those please Molly and I better have a disgorger and knife as well. The girls might also like a small box to put their Reel, Line, weights & lures in when not in use.”
Her father went round inspecting what the girls had chosen. For a couple of them he said, “Those rods are not strong enough come with me and we will get you fixed up with better ones. This maybe your first time fishing. I doubt that it will be your last. I was surprised though that your mum decided to get a Scarborough reel. I do remember telling her that the very best of fishermen used them. When your mummy was a little girl I got her a rod and line. In fact if we search the loft it might still be there along with her other stuff.”
Gaby was watching the old man and said, “Would you mind checking all the others to see that they have tackle that will last a while. I have chosen a boat rod and a beach caster that I can use on the front at Scarborough.”
The old man chuckled when he got to Tiny she had on the smallest sowester in the shop and a life jacket. “I do not want to get my good clothes spoilt and I thought I better have one of these as I am only small.”
“You can keep the clothing that rod is for display purposes only. It is old and made of cane and will most likely break at the first go. I think we can find you something better.”
Molly looked at Tiny and said, “I think we can also find you some Wellingtons to go with that outfit. Now Grandpa is correct about that rod. I have a nice pink one here that will do for you. I remember getting my first rod. Just like you I wanted to look like a real fisherman. Now look at me selling fishing tackle for a living and engaged to a pleasure cruiser owner. I suppose all this is going to be at family rates rather than local or tourist rates?”
Tiny, “I do not know as we only came to look at our new café Dracula's Rest. We have employed Stacy & family to run it for us. We might though have to keep all our fishing tackle up stairs ready for when we come again.”
“In that case you are certainly entitled to Local rate. However my dad that is the one with the funny bus informs me one of your grandpa's is a friend from the Bay. So you get family & friend's rates on all you get here. Just as I will in your café.”
“Will you help me with my rod and show me how to catch big fish like that over there.”
Molly laughed, “We have not had fish like that around for a long time. If you are lucky enough to catch a fish like that you will get your name in the local paper. Now I am closing for the day and I am going to start my second job making the drinks aboard the White Rose.”
One by one they boarded the White Rose. The engine started up and everyone was sat down. One of the old sailors pulled out an accordion and then began to play sea shanties. The others soon managed to sing along with them. It did not appear to be long before the captain said, “Look over to the starboard side we have a pod of dolphins following us.”
Sure enough there was a pod of dolphins. The girls waved to them. Some of the dolphins appeared to wave back. The cruise ship went as close to the island with the seals on as was possible. Gaby and friends brought out their digital cameras and took lots of pictures of the seals. Then the captain made for a wreck it was marked with a buoy. The old fishermen made sure the girl's lines were correctly baited. Nena was the first to catch something. She caught an eel and that was promptly dispatched with a priest by one of the old fishermen. “Do you want to keep this or we could give it to the dolphins.”
Tiny though without asking had decided to feed it to the baby dolphin. Nena, “It's a bit too late to ask she is already feeding it to the dolphin.”
“Aye she will be their friend for life now. As the others are catching larger fish some of these smaller ones can be also fed to the dolphins.”
Renate and the older ladies stayed in the cabin chatting. By now sufficient fish had been caught to make them all a meal. Tiny was reeling her line in when there was a tug that nearly pulled her into the water. It took Draconaris and the old fisherman to haul the line in. Some of the other fishermen produced long handled gaffs. They burst out laughing. “One of the smallest on board and you manage to catch not one large fish but two.”
The captain radioed in could the photographer from the local paper come down to the harbour as a client had caught a swordfish and a tunny fish on the same line. The captain made for the fish dock where both fish were hoisted off the ship. They were both weighed and measured. Tiny had got a new world record for both types of fish. Pictures of Tiny stood alongside the fish were taken.
The old fisherman spoke, “Lisle lassie did a grand job of catching the fish. We had to help her land those two monsters.”
The reporter asked Tiny some questions. “Oh today was my first time
Wee Wee, “Those fish nearly pulled Tiny into the water. The grandpa's helped Tiny pull the fish in and then the other fishermen used sticks with hooks on to pull them on board. I also caught a big fish, but it is not as big as those. Even the fishermen do not know what type of fish it is.”
The reporter looked at the fish. “It appears you also could have a record catch. I think that is a Coelacanth . They were thought to be extinct until 1935 when they were discovered off the coast of Africa. To my knowledge though this is the first discovered off the coast of Britain. As for the other two fish they used to be hunted as game fish in the 1930's off the east coast. They usually though like warmer water.”
The fish dock in Whitby got a telephone call from the British Natural History museum in London. Could they preserve the three fish that had been caught and make a note of what else was landed? The reporter looked at the other fish, and made a note of what was caught on line.
Baby said, “There was one other fish we caught apart from these, I still have one of mine here. This is like the ones we fed to the dolphins... Nena was the first to catch one of these. We all caught more than one. They were so small we fed them to the dolphins that seamed to like them.”
The fishermen all started to laugh. “You were feeding baby eels to the dolphins? I would not be surprised if your little friend had caught a couple more eels and the Tunny & swordfish thought they had an easy meal. There must be a warm current out there though as all three fish prefer warmer water.”
Baby, “Well those big fish very nearly pulled Tiny in. She would not let go of her new Barbie pink rod. Grandpa had to grab hold of her and then the others helped with those hooks bring the fish on board.”
Tiny, “I still want to go fishing again. Perhaps next time I can catch something not as small as those I landed today or at least some that I can eat. I was the only one who did not get any fish for their tea.”
The photographer wanted pictures of the three small girls stood alongside the fish. As the pictures were being taken a man came up. “Oh I have the correct place. I was on a holiday and got a telephone call to come and inspect the three fish. Well there is no doubt about the first two. Can I see them on the scales please?” The man brought out a tape measure and measured the fish. He then speaks into a telephone and gives the weights and length of the fish. He then looks at the third fish. “Yes that certainly is a Coelacanth , and they are very rare.” He had the Coelacanth weighed and then he measured it. He looked at the eel. “Was this in the same area?”
Baby, “Yes we caught hundreds of those tiny eels. We fed most of them to the dolphins that followed us.”
“Oh my god then this was not alone. It is not an eel but a very rare cat fish. The last we got came from Brazil in 2005.”
Gaby, “We are going to cook some of the fish we caught in our café. The older ladies will be returning home however. We younger ones will accompany you to where we caught the big fish.”
“In that case I need a plastic box with a lid that can take live fish. I want to see if we can catch any live fish.”
Gaby, “I have just telephoned the Yorkist and asked them to meet us at the wreck site. They have heavy lifting equipment on board.”
The man from the museum did a double take when he heard the name of the ship. “The Yorkist is that not the former minesweeper that belongs to Queen Gabriel.”
Nena, “It sure is.”
The fishermen were laughing away. “Nay lad did tha not recognise our queen & her cousins. Even the tiny ones are Princesses. As for Grandpa there are those among us who remember his previous heroism down at Robin Hood's Bay. Mi Lord any time you need a boat remember we are at your service. We might have to contend with Quotas from Brussels and rising fuel prices, but one of us will be there if we are needed.”
“Which of you has the largest ship?”
“That would be me sir. We are just back from trawling up by Iceland. Our ship is modern and could take guests.”
“In that case can you fill up and follow the White Rose out to the Wreck site. If you will bring your colleagues your fuel will be on me.”
The Yorkshire Rose sailed out of the harbour and every so often he took samples of the sea water and the temperature of the sea. Tiny shouted “Hello friends we have come back looking for those little fish again.” The dolphins squeaked as if they understood Tiny.
“The captain and crew of that trawler would they be interested in being hired by me for the next few months at least. I need to track the current how wide it is and how far it goes. They might like to know the EEC will be paying their wages and fuel costs. The actual job could last quite a while so the ship will need to be fully stocked up. I need a ship that can refrigerate fish we catch. The snag is we will be using only rod & line.”
The captain of the trawler said, “The radio was on and some of us would be interested in getting money out of the EEC. You are sure they will foot the bill for this?”
The man telephoned a number and he spoke putting it on speaker mode. “Yes I am on a ship now. It seams that certain species are following an area of warm water. As to where it is coming from that needs to be checked out.”
“Can you chanter a very large fishing ship or something it needs to be large as there will be additional crew. I will send a specialist team including divers. They should be with you in the morning.”
The Captain of the Yorkshire Explorer spoke, “We can all here you. How many people are you sending up her? We can accommodate a total crew of 30. Normally these days we work with a crew of nine.”
Captain it appears our agent has already chosen a ship. We would like to offer you and your crew a three month contract with an option to renew every three months until the job is done, and charter your ship for the same length of time. While you will remain captain of the ship, our agent will be in total charge of the ship. The task will be to start out from the wreck point checking the water temperature and using sat nav technology pinpoint the various temperatures. Your crew will also be expected to use Rod & line to catch fish. These fish have to be frozen and stored. The date and time of the catch has to be listed as has the temperature of the water.”
As they were talking. Wee Wee got something on her line. It was another of those Coelacanths . The crew helped land it and following instructions managed to deposit it in a tank of sea water.
“It appears we have just caught another Coelacanth, or at least the same person who caught the previous one has caught a second.”
The Yolkiest came with full escort. The sea was calm and so Gaby and the girls were transferred to the Yorkist taking their rods with them. The tinys' waved goodbye to their new friends. The White Rose and the Yorkshire Explorer returned to Whitby. In Whitby the live catch was inspected. Apparently it was a female Coelacanth Wee Wee had caught. The catch was loaded on to a wagon and taken to the Sea Life centre at Scarborough so that the strange fish could be studied.
Meanwhile the agent for the Natural History Museum and the captain were signing a contract for the next three months. The captain & crew were surprised at how much they would earn in that three months. Then they went to visit the ships chandlers to stock up on all they needed. Then it was a visit to the local supermarket to stock up on food for the journey. By the following morning the Yorkshire Explorer would be ready for the electronic equipment and the remaining crew. The man once again spoke with his boss who said, “We got everything ready and it is on its way to you. The Discover is in the Mediterranean and will come to join you. They will put in at Whitby to replenish their stores and then set out from the wreck. You are to track the British side of the warm water and the Discoverer will track the European side. You both will go as far north as possible and then both come down the centre of the wreck till you reach Whitby again. Then you will replenish your supplies and unload your catch and then follow the water south.”
On board the Yorkist Captain David Starkie had radioed ashore could transport come down to the docks as there was some very tired Tinys onboard. He went to check on the little girls. Gaby put her finger to her mouth to tell David to be quiet as all the tinys were sleeping. He looked around and the cabin resembled a giant nursery with lots of sleeping children. In Scarborough Jenny, Carol, and some of the other ladies were waiting for the Yorkist to arrive. When it arrived and docked the crew helped pass off the sleeping girls until they were all ashore.
Constance looked at Gaby and Nena. “My cousin Wee Wee is clamped on tight like a limpet. It looks like I will be going to bed with this one already attached.”
Nena, “I think Gaby & I have the same problem I tried releasing Baby and all she did was to make the connection firmer.”
Jenny & Nena's mother burst out laughing. “I remember one time Chris refused to let go of my nipple. That side got stretched rather a lot. It is a good job neither of you are lactating or she will never let go.”
Gaby, “How long did Chris stay stuck on to your breast? Was it an hour or two?”
Jenny burst out laughing again. “If Chris was like you it was nearly a month before you let go. It was very awkward, but I managed. The strange thing was I never once had to change your nappy all the time you were attached. Your dad had to help me dress and undress while you were stuck on.”
Constance, “Wee Wee is just the same she never needs to go when she is attached for long periods. The longest Wee Wee has ever gone is a week and that was after I went on holiday without her.
Gaby's eyes opened wide, “You mean Tiny could be stuck here for quite a while.”
Jenny, “One thing that is obvious to us is that you need a breast pad for the other side as you both are showing wet patched on your dresses.”
With that they went back to the Royal.
Sharp 11.06.08 © 2008
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