There you are, Mildred. No need to be ashamed of me.
I'm a changed man!
Now I think it's time for that second pint.
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TO:[email protected]
SUBJECT: bloody murder!
Cass- omigod I was so wrong-nobody kills anyone in Sandytown I said! Listen - dont come home-youre probably safer where you are-no thats stupid!-whats one death compared with what you see? - & why am I so excited? - not just horrified & scared-tho those too-but excited-do you feel like this sometimes?-or am I just weird?
Sorry-Im babbling & you must be wondering about what? Here goes-what happened-in order-must have order-first rule of psychology my tutor said-be a still point in the midst of chaos-so-deep breath-Im a still point-here we go.
First-Im still here in Sandytown-why?-because Im an idiot-thats why!
After the do at the Avalon-I got to thinking-dont know why-that something was building up here-dont know what!-but woke up yesterday feeling - if I go home now it will be like leaving the cinema just as the orcs come marching out of the gates of Mordor! OK - thats exaggerating a bit - but suddenly it seemed like Lady Ds hog roast would be a climax I shouldnt miss.
For once I wish to hell Id been wrong!
So I asked the Parkers if I could stay another day. Youd have thought Id given them first prize in the lottery! Minnie flung her arms around me & gave me a kiss. I felt really good. So I rang home - the HB was furious - natch! - but mum was pleased - I think she suspects Ive met a nice young man - & with luck hell turn out a cross between her favourites Harrison Ford & Tom Hanks!
So I spent yesterday writing up what notes Id taken - but mainly just lazing around.
& today - the hog roast!
Oh Jesus - that phrase - youll see!
Everyone was there - all the Parkers - natch - Di had brought Sandy G along - so at least old Deaths Door was keeping her promise of getting her the S-town social scene! Toms bunch of weirdoes were there too - including Godly Gordon - folk from the Avalon - Feldenhammer - Miss Sheldon the chief nurse - plus a whole bunch of people I didnt know - at their centre a guy with a gold chain round his scraggy neck - probably local councillors enjoying a freebie - all the buggers are good for according to dad. Hunky bart & the Ice Queen were there - naturally. He looked like hed got out of the wrong side of someones bed - not mine! Having a row with his sister - caught my eye but just looked away when I tried a friendly wave. Sod you! I thought. Then - to my surprise - the IQ flashed me a big friendly smile - like she thought the wave was for her - or maybe she was just looking at someone important over my shoulder!
Lady D made a welcome speech - very gracious - thanked all the friends & supporters of the consortium for all their efforts to put Sandytown on the map - looked forward to everyone reaping the rewards - all the time contriving somehow to give the impression this was her own personal party - apologized because thered been a hitch with the actual roasting bit - so no pork ready for another hour or so - but lots of other goodies - & buckets of booze - so enjoy!
The mob didnt need any encouragement! As freebies go - this was a good one. No expense spared. Top quality booze - no plonk - & acres of grub - china plates - real cutlery - nothing plastic - all laid out on tables on the lawn in front of the hall. Id expected a hog roast would mean roast pork or nothing - but not a bit of it. All tastes catered for.
There were half a dozen kids there - including Minnie & Paul - whod come prepared for a swim from the private beach. Not without an adult - Lady D insisted.
Couple of adults volunteered - including Miss Lee - her of the long needles! - & Teddy got in on the act - looking to win brownie points no doubt! He ushered the kids inside to get changed.
I went to take a look at the famous roasting machine - situated well away from the hall - presumably for safetys sake - hidden by a heavy rhododendron shrubbery on the house side - & protected seaward from the prevailing east wind by a mixed copse of pine & beech.
Ollie Hollis was there - looking a bit chastened - ie like hed been rolled on by an angry elephant - which is probably what being told off by Lady D feels like! But when I spoke to him kindly - he was happy to show off his machinery.
The roasting device itself isnt a spit but an ovoid metal basket into which the pig is fitted & which then revolves slowly over a long trench filled with burning charcoal. Its worked by a fine geared weight driven device - bit like a grandfather clock - takes Ollie about ten minutes to get the weight to its apogee - but then it will turn the basket for the next forty five minutes without human aid. The whole thing is on big metal wheels - running on rails - starting in a wooden hut with a tin roof - where its kept out of the weather. The ground slopes down from the hut - so its easy to get the basket in position - & theres a winch inside so it can be hauled back up. Ollie didnt seem keen to let me take a look - maybe hes got a woman in there, I thought! It was too hot to stand around the charcoal pit long - humid thundery weather- plenty of sunshine & blue sky but lots of big lurid clouds bubbling up eastward too - making me think I might get that big storm across the sea Id been hoping for - so I headed back to the lawn.
Got there just in time to see the beach party setting off - Ted looking v Greek Godish - all rippling brown muscle & curling black body hair (did the Gk gods have body hair?) & a pair of swimming trunks that left just enough to the imagination! I hoped hed have enough sense not to be tempted into skinny-dipping. One thing dropping your kegs in front of a mature young woman - thats me! - quite another in front of kids. These days youd get ten years - no questions asked.
Everyone was well scattered by now - some exploring the woodland walks - oldies on the lawn in garden chairs - councillors not straying far from the drinks table. Had a chat with Sandy G. Asked her how her niece was. Got that funny stare - then she said - oh shes fine - not sounding all that concerned. Maybe shed been glad to swap a pair of teens for Diana! No accounting for taste - as the HB likes to say.
Bumped into Esther - to my surprise I got another friendly smile - called me Charley - & insisted on making sure I got my bubbly topped up.
- Hello! - I thought. When the Ice Queen melts - get your flood defences up!
Had to admit though - when she turns on the charm - youve got to remind yourself what shes really like! & of course she looked drop dead gorgeous in a skimpy top & organdy skirt. Not for her the Clara pallid look. Long golden limbs with no suggestion that the tan stops anywhere!
Then she reverted to type when Franny rolled his chair toward us - turned on her heel - & made off into the shrubbery.
- sorry - said Franny - didnt mean to break up your tete-a-tete - you two seemed to be getting on rather well -
- dont worry - I said - probably a mistake anyway - maybe someone told her I once screwed a guy whod screwed a girl whod screwed Prince Harry- That made him chortle so much he almost fell out of his chair. Kept on glimpsing Godly Gordon out of the corner of my eye - watching me - but whenever I turned he looked away! Finally I decided to go & ask him if my slip was showing or something - just to see him blush when I said slip! - only now - of course - he wasnt watching me but standing a little way off - at the edge of the shrubbery between the main lawn & the hog roast pit - having what looked like a furious row with Lady D - & I certainly wasnt going to get mixed up in that.
Soon it was clear the weather was definitely on the turn - wind getting up - clouds eating up the blue - hotter & more humid than ever. Mary - who had her two youngest in tow - began to get worried about Minnie & Paul on the beach. I said theyd be fine - Teddy was with them - but to set her mind at rest I offered to go & take a look.
At the top of the cliff path I met Esther again. She looked a bit dishevelled & overheated - not at all like an Ice Queen - & this time I didnt think it was anything to do with me.
- Charley - she said - have you seen Teddy? -
- isnt he down on the beach? - I asked. –
no - Ive just looked ther
e -
- shit! - the kids arent swimming by themselves - are they? -
- what? - no - theres someone with them - she said –
tho I got the impression that they could have been carried off by a killer whale for all she cared!
She set off toward the lawn where everyone was heading toward the house - except for Franny - sitting there in his chair - a glass of bubbly in his hand - smiling at the great retreat. To my surprise Ess actually stopped & spoke to him.
I thought - the cow must be really keen to find Teddy if shes deigning to address the legless wonder!
I set off down the cliff path. Easy going at first - gentle descent along a track winding down through heather & clumps of rhododendrons - steepening eventually to a long ledge where there was a protective railing. One length of the wooden rail was tied to a metal upright with binder cord - & there was a handwritten notice saying - do not lean on the railing. Good job Mary didnt know about that! I thought.
It was here - I recalled from my visit to the beach - that the real exposure began - & a steep path zigzagged down the cliff face - with a handrail all the way.
I paused on the ledge & looked down to the beach - I could make out figures in the deepening gloom - children & a couple of adults who seemed to be rounding them up. I was going to carry on my descent when I heard a noise - coming from behind me I thought - & I looked back along the ledge & saw there was a sort of little track winding off it - climbing back above the shrub & vegetation line. The noise came again - very faint in the rising wind - but to my famous little sharp ears it sounded human - so just in case Minnie had decided to do a bit of exploring I went to take a look.
The track led to a particularly thick clump of rhodies. I pulled a few branches aside - & found myself looking into a sort of cave - more of a deep overhang really - but rendered dark & shady by the thick foliage.
Then out over the sea a huge jag of lightning split the horizon - & in its brief light I saw two figures in there.
One I recognized instantly - though I could only see his back. Those muscular thighs & bulging calves were unmistakably the hunky barts. The noise was coming from him - a kind of rhythmic groaning. He was lying on top of the other figure - also facedown. All I could see of her were the long white legs - sprawling wide - but that was enough. Lady D might think she could jerk Teddy & Clara around at will - but the fire in the blood had made short work of her bits of string! As I watched - his round pink buttocks (cant have done enough skinny-dipping to get them the rich russet of his legs & torso!) - from gently bobbing up & down like Halloween apples - went into overdrive - & the groans ceased to sound human!
Jesus! - I thought - first Liam up against that tree - now this - maybe Im fated every time I fancy a guy to catch him in flagrante!
Tho I knew the kids were safe I felt a bit pissed that Teds offer of supervision had just been a cover for this - not very logical I know - but I felt personally betrayed - so I tried to announce my presence with a loud cough! But it was drowned in a mighty clap of thunder - & in any case - from the noise Teddy was now making I dont think there was much risk of him noticing anything short of a kick up the backside!
As I made my way back along the ledge - the storm really broke loose - lightning - forked & sheet - played over the sea & the rising wind drove huge drops of rain into my face.
I was mightily relieved to meet the kids hurrying up the path toward me - Minnie & Paul among them - him a bit scared - her really excited. Behind them came Miss Lee & a guy I didnt know.
- that everyone? - I asked Miss L.
- yes - I checked - she said.
By the time we got back to the house - we were soaking. Everyone else had already retreated to shelter - many of them crowded into the huge east facing conservatory - to watch the storm. Others had made themselves comfortable in the deep armchairs in the reception rooms - in one of which Alan Hollis had reassembled the drinks table - & the councillors had settled round it happily!
I reported back to Mary - then took the two kids in search of towels to dry ourselves off. They thought it was a great adventure & Minnie was almost drunk with excitement. In a first floor bathroom I got her as dry as I could - but when I started on her brother she shot off through the door. I dried Paul - gave myself a rub - nothing to do about our damp clothes - but it was still too warm to take much harm from them.
We set off after Minnie. I guessed shed have gone up rather than down - & I found her kneeling on the broad inner sill of a second floor oriel window - staring out - rapt. I couldnt blame her - it was a magnificent & terrifying sight.
Almost as black as night now - lit from time to time by lightning flashes- sheet trembling out over the raging waters of the North Sea - forked closer at hand - showing us the woodland surging wildly - as though dancing in unison with the ocean waves. After the initial downpour the rain seemed almost to have stopped. We saw a jag of electricity hit a tall pine - cleaving it in two from top to bottom - then darkness again - till the next flash showed us only a mad whirl of leaves & ash where the tree had been.
What of the pair in the cliff cave? - I wondered.
Did they still shelter there - clinging close as the air seemed to explode around them? I could almost envy Clara. To make them take such a risk on such an occasion - their desire must have been elemental - & how this storm must seem to stamp Gods approval on what theyd done!
Getting religion? Maybe - weather like this always makes me feel there has to be something - but what happened next makes me doubt if I want much to do with whatever that something is!
Dont know how long we stayed there. Eventually - thinking Mary would be getting worried again - I made them go down. Slowly the storm subsided. I began to look around. Almost at once I spotted Clara - so they must have made it back. Incredibly she hardly looked damp at all. Of course - when the storm broke - as well as the shelter from the shrubs - shed have had her clothes off - probably underneath her.
Teddy I saw talking to Sid - a long way removed from Clara. Putting a safe distance between them - in case old gorgon-eyes Daphne starts getting suspicious - tho there was no sign of her at all. Maybe - I thought - she was entertaining Dr Feldenhammer privately in her boudoir. No sign of him!
After a while you could feel people looking for someone to give a lead. Outside, the sun was appearing by glimpses - steam was beginning to rise off the sodden grass & shrubbery - the storm was a distant mutter - retreating like a defeated army back to the continent. Should we settle down in the house? Head outside to play the old English game of pretending nothing had happened? Say our thanks & go?
But you need someone to be in charge - someone to make your thanks to - & there was still no sign of Lady D.
It was Teddy - naturally - who took charge.
- Come on people - he cried - sounding a bit manic - theres still drink to be drunk (there wasnt all that much actually - the councillors hadnt missed their opportunity) - & grub to be eaten - whats a bit of wet to a true blue Englishman? -
He led the way out.
His promise of food didnt hold water - joke - no one had thought to rescue it when the mad rush inside began - & I doubt if soggy canapes would look attractive - even to all those starving children in China the HB is always reminding us about!
Our attention was diverted by a faint cry from the far end of the lawn where it ran into the shrubbery. There was a figure lying on the grass - waving an arm. Some of us moved forward - slowly at first - then - realizing who it was - at greater speed.
It was poor Franny Roote - lying alongside his overturned wheelchair! He looked a real mess - soaked to the skin - & covered with mud. He gasped that his chair had got stuck in the sodden turf - you could see the grooves where it had sunk in - & hed overturned it in his efforts to get it moving - & had been trying for most of the storms duration to get it back upright.
Nurse Sheldon was one of the first to reach him - Im glad to say - as I was thinking I might have to call on my old St J ambulance tr
aining again! I helped get the chair upright & the nurse hoisted him into the seat like he was a sack of potatoes. Of course - you nurses have the training for this - explains your well developed muscles!
Once back in the chair Franny resumed normal service - paraplegia dont stop a guy being macho! - & said - thank you - all of you - Im fine now - in fact it was worth a soaking to be bang in the middle of the storm - I may recommend the experience as part of the Third Thought therapy - it was like looking the Almighty in the eye!-
Miss Sheldon - even more used than me to seeing through this kind of male crap - said - you may be seeing him a lot closer up if we dont get you dried off pretty soon-
Fran - determined to stay cool - winked at me - & said - What better to keep me anchored to this world Miss Sheldon than the prospect of being rubbed down by you?-
She grunted - unimpressed - & drove the wheelchair across the lawn and toward the house with very little effort.
The rest of us were following when Teddy said - tell you what folks - I could murder a slice of hot pork with lots of crackling (double entendre or what?) - lets take a look at how Aunt Daphnes pig is doing -
- wont the rain have put the charcoal pit out? - said Tom.
- Ill go & see - shall I? - said Clara.
& off she went - through the copse that concealed the pit from the main lawn.
For a moment - silence. Complete silence. The wind had dropped - the thunder died completely away - no one spoke - no birds sang-
Then - the most terrible sound Id ever heard - a scream - barely human - high - pure - unwavering - a single note just within the range of human hearing - going on - & on - & on-
Teddy was the first to move. He set off running. We all followed - a stampede of humans - running toward what has struck terror into their hearts - because not knowing is worse than knowing. Or so we thought. What the cause of the screaming was took time to sink in. I was one of the first to arrive. I saw Clara standing petrified - Teddy beside her - his arms clasping her tight - both of them staring at the metal roasting basket - still slowly turning above the charcoal pit. Despite the downpour - the trees must have given some shelter - the charcoal was still glowing red hot in places. The basket was slowly revolving - & there was a smell of scorching meat.
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