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time that sheep was for the chop. I’m ringing the knacker,’ she announced. ‘On Monday…’
‘ Now hold on, you can’t possibly do that. You already told me he’s Cassie’s,’ Tim reminded her.
‘Huge mistake darling. Never thought for a moment she’d actually keep him. Let’s face it - the only point of sheep is to eat them. And a Welsh Black too. They’re awfully delicious you know, such a waste…’ she said regretfully.
‘I don’t think anyone should eat sheep,’ said Tilly carefully be tween hiccups. ‘They’re so sweet… Anyway, I’m a vegetarian.’
Lizzie had seen her tucking into a bacon sandwich earlier on and Antonia wasn’t having any of it.
‘Rubbish, darling,’ she said. ‘You love a nice bloody steak as much as the rest of us. And where would all the farmers be without us dedicated carnivores?’
She poured the wine into glasses and took a quick slurp from one before passing them round to her guests.
‘ Anyway, there’s absolutely no other point in keeping them, is there?’ Antonia was as about intransigent on the subject as she was about men. ‘Which reminds me, Timmy darling, poor Lizzie has just escaped the clutches of the devil himself…’
‘A man?’ mouthed Tim silently, grinning at Lizzie who nodded.
It was far too late by the time they returned to the Star, which was in darkness. They’d left a snoring Tilly at Antonia’s and taken her key. Tim had offered to drive them – much to Lizzie’s amusement.
‘So-o,’ Lizzie teased a quieter-than-usual Katie later on, as they lay in the dark in their single beds, both a little the worse for wear. ‘What about Tim? Awfully nice boy…’ She mimicked Antonia’s voice. ‘I saw you, Katie McDonald! You can’t fool me…’
Katie was quiet. ‘Actually, I really like him,’ she admitted, which is Katie-speak for saying she fancied the pants off him. ‘But what’s the point? Because once your car’s fixed and you leave, why would I ever come back?’
Chapter 6
Saturday dawned, and little did Lizzie know when she awoke on what was to have been her wedding morning, that the cogs and wheels of the universe were revving up again, ready for the next instalment. But blissfully unaware, she lay there savouring the peace and the fact that her friend was here, until Katie yawned sleepily and stretched.
‘ I thought we’d go out for lunch,’ she announced stifling a yawn. ‘My treat. There’s a place near here I’ve read about. The Old Goat, or something like that. It has to be better than this place. Actually it’s quite famous - I heard it’s won an award.’
‘ One condition though,’ Katie added, yawning again as she sat up. ‘You’ll have to find some better jeans.’
After a late breakfast with Tilly, who’d returned with a covering of dog hair and a headache from Antonia’s, they wandered off to retrieve more bits and pieces from Lizzie’s car, and also to check on its progress. As they rounded the corner and the garage came into sight, Lizzie nearly fell over backwards. The bonnet was up and a young mechanic-type in greasy overalls was poring over the engine.
‘Morning. Are you Mick by any chance? Only that’s my car… And I was hoping it might be ready…’ Lizzie stood looking hopefully at Mick, who scratched his head.
‘’Lo Miss. Well, ‘fraid to say it’s buggered.’
As he spoke, t he bottom dropped out of Lizzie’s world. Not having her car, this changed everything. How would she get to Cornwall now?
‘ Can’t you do something? Please ?’ There was desperation in her voice.
‘Well, on a car this age, it’d cost more than it’s worth to put it right . Wouldn’t make too much sense really. But it’s up to you.’
‘How much are we talking about?’
‘Well, ‘ave to get the parts on Monday, but rough figure…’ Mick mentioned a sum that made both girls
‘ Now hold on, you can’t possibly do that. You already told me he’s Cassie’s,’ Tim reminded her.
‘Huge mistake darling. Never thought for a moment she’d actually keep him. Let’s face it - the only point of sheep is to eat them. And a Welsh Black too. They’re awfully delicious you know, such a waste…’ she said regretfully.
‘I don’t think anyone should eat sheep,’ said Tilly carefully be tween hiccups. ‘They’re so sweet… Anyway, I’m a vegetarian.’
Lizzie had seen her tucking into a bacon sandwich earlier on and Antonia wasn’t having any of it.
‘Rubbish, darling,’ she said. ‘You love a nice bloody steak as much as the rest of us. And where would all the farmers be without us dedicated carnivores?’
She poured the wine into glasses and took a quick slurp from one before passing them round to her guests.
‘ Anyway, there’s absolutely no other point in keeping them, is there?’ Antonia was as about intransigent on the subject as she was about men. ‘Which reminds me, Timmy darling, poor Lizzie has just escaped the clutches of the devil himself…’
‘A man?’ mouthed Tim silently, grinning at Lizzie who nodded.
It was far too late by the time they returned to the Star, which was in darkness. They’d left a snoring Tilly at Antonia’s and taken her key. Tim had offered to drive them – much to Lizzie’s amusement.
‘So-o,’ Lizzie teased a quieter-than-usual Katie later on, as they lay in the dark in their single beds, both a little the worse for wear. ‘What about Tim? Awfully nice boy…’ She mimicked Antonia’s voice. ‘I saw you, Katie McDonald! You can’t fool me…’
Katie was quiet. ‘Actually, I really like him,’ she admitted, which is Katie-speak for saying she fancied the pants off him. ‘But what’s the point? Because once your car’s fixed and you leave, why would I ever come back?’
Chapter 6
Saturday dawned, and little did Lizzie know when she awoke on what was to have been her wedding morning, that the cogs and wheels of the universe were revving up again, ready for the next instalment. But blissfully unaware, she lay there savouring the peace and the fact that her friend was here, until Katie yawned sleepily and stretched.
‘ I thought we’d go out for lunch,’ she announced stifling a yawn. ‘My treat. There’s a place near here I’ve read about. The Old Goat, or something like that. It has to be better than this place. Actually it’s quite famous - I heard it’s won an award.’
‘ One condition though,’ Katie added, yawning again as she sat up. ‘You’ll have to find some better jeans.’
After a late breakfast with Tilly, who’d returned with a covering of dog hair and a headache from Antonia’s, they wandered off to retrieve more bits and pieces from Lizzie’s car, and also to check on its progress. As they rounded the corner and the garage came into sight, Lizzie nearly fell over backwards. The bonnet was up and a young mechanic-type in greasy overalls was poring over the engine.
‘Morning. Are you Mick by any chance? Only that’s my car… And I was hoping it might be ready…’ Lizzie stood looking hopefully at Mick, who scratched his head.
‘’Lo Miss. Well, ‘fraid to say it’s buggered.’
As he spoke, t he bottom dropped out of Lizzie’s world. Not having her car, this changed everything. How would she get to Cornwall now?
‘ Can’t you do something? Please ?’ There was desperation in her voice.
‘Well, on a car this age, it’d cost more than it’s worth to put it right . Wouldn’t make too much sense really. But it’s up to you.’
‘How much are we talking about?’
‘Well, ‘ave to get the parts on Monday, but rough figure…’ Mick mentioned a sum that made both girls
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