Oh Yoo-Hoooo! Good afternoon, Everybody, welcome to another Friday. Is it raining with you? It certainly has been here; summer was switched off on Wednesday and Autumn quickly sashayed in turning the heating dial down as she did. Time for snuggling up in warm jumpers. Hooray! If only I was further ahead in the knitting of mine…
Anyway, I’ll walk you over to the table and we can check in with the Little Houses. Do have some tea and a slice of cake, it’s chocolate today. I am afeared that another drama is in process…
Living on the Edge 212; Block Aid… part one
High on a plateau in the middle of dense forest sat the tiny hamlet of Oakley Newell. Hardly anyone even knew it existed. It was difficult to find and very difficult to access. And that is exactly why Rock, Doris, Catherine, Meryl and Gerard had chosen to live there.
They had spent their younger days lighting up the silver screen and feeling that they were public property. And so, when they retired, they completely retreated.
They were, therefore, very distressed to learn that, somehow, their secrets were getting out. It was as if their most private conversations were being listened to, noted down and broadcast to the nation. But how? Who would do such a thing? There had never been any formal agreement but, it was an unsaid rule that, what happened in Oakley Newell stayed in Oakley Newell. Each one of them had trusted that the others were abiding by the same guideline… Until now and it was very upsetting to think they were suddenly being betrayed by one of their number… Suspicion is a contagious blight and, once it sets in, nothing is ever quite the same. Irreparable damage was looking unavoidable…
Tune in next week for part two….
