Mary put on her light tweed trouser suit and the pair of brogues she always thought just right for walking around Aldeburgh. It was not really Mary’s style. She had been reading private patient by P.D James who obviously admired thin or thick tweed trouser suits. But not for changing the tyree on your car. That’s the big advantage of jeans.
She went into Annie’s room in the small family hotel. it was a beautiful room decorated in turquoise and light blue and she said furtively
I’ve just remembered that there is a Nursing Home near here. Someone I used to know when I was young called Maggie Heldridge has been living here for about a year. She fell over and couldn’t walk properly so she came here for rest and physiotherapy. I’m wondering if she’s going to go home again so we could call and find out. Most women like visitors but are Mary and Annie normal visitors?
Are you thinking that we should go and visit her while we’re nearby? Annie asked her?
Well it will be an act of hunan kindness wouldn’t it? She never married so she probably doesn’t have many visitors. I’ll give the place a call and we can go around there for coffee this morning.
Little did they know what was in store for them on this sunny morning.
Emile woke up.
Can I come with you, he asked politely? I’m not very keen on building sandcastles nor rolling up my trouser legs so I can paddle in the sea.
We we could give this rucksack a trial to see whether I could wear it for a longer walk up the beach.
Rose House was not difficult to find. They went up the Town Steps which led to a slightly higher road on which the Catholic church was located. Why they built the church up there I have no idea. Rose house was opposite the church
Maybe they were afraid of the church being washed away by the sea given what had happened at nearby Dunwich
Press the buzzer on the front door of Rose House and you will find a determined receptionist inside who will allow you to get in because she knows the secret code.
They introduced themselves and told her that they had come to see their friend Maggie.
Maggie.,. we all love her she is so beautiful, she wears very trendy clothing and she’s got beautiful skin I have seen it myself because I used to be a Carer but I went to college and did some training and now I’m a receptionist
We are going to have a beautiful bottom competition this year were I myself I’m going to photograph the bottom of anyone who wants to enter. When we will pin a number of them on the wall and people can decide which one they like the best.
What is this place? thought Mary
It seems a bit weird to me. Is it legal to take a photograph of anyone’s bottom? I suppose they give their consent its okay. They may not want to upset the staff by refusing.
Actually if you like I can take photographs of your bottoms while you are here although you can cannot enter the competition unless you are a resident.
The two women looked at each other in wild surmise. They picked up the rucksack and ran out of the door into the car park as there was no other place that you could get to from the door. Unless you had wings.
They ran into the nearest coffee shop and asked for two large cappuccinos with sugar as tea was not available. Forgotten all about Emile but where was he?
We can’t we can’t let Maggie down Mary said we will have to go back but not today I will telephone and explain that you have got a sudden attack of claustrophobia so you need to see a doctor urgently
I can’t tell lies to the doctor. It seems wrong
Why not? We are post truth now you know. And it’s all because of Judith Butler and Heidegger.
Don’t worry I never played with them in the school playground.
You will never play with them anywhere.
I don’t mind whatever you say and the two women walked along the streets with a happy Emile in the ruck sack on Mary’s back. What’s a miracles that is
Why cry all of us?
How my heart sings 