Continued…
Leaving the garrulous grannies to their reminiscing, Ophelia ascended the stairs in search of the drinks cabinet.
As she did so, she heard raucous shouting coming from one of the rooms above her.
Unbeknownst to Ophelia, there was considerably more than music going on in the music room. In fact, there was no music going on at all and instead, Cedric, who had been specifically instructed by his daughter Doris to stay away from the bottle, had organised a game of poker with some of Agar Hall’s male members.
Having numerous grandchildren already and considering the whole childbirth thing to be decidedly distasteful, the plight of poor Joyce couldn’t be further from Cedric’s mind and he’d only turned out on Doris’ insistence. And he was sober, so no one could point the finger at him.
Had Doris and Joyce not been otherwise occupied, they would have been horrified to learn that cards were being played for money in Agar Hall – something that had been strictly and explicitly forbidden by Joyce.
Only gentle Tommy had any qualms about their antics, but he was far too shy to say anything.
Well, he might be shy, he thought to himself, but at least he’d had the good sense to advise his pals not to fall for Cedric’s proffered book on the gender of his grandchild-to-be, since it would most certainly be a girl, as all Grecon babies were.
Luckily for Cedric, since she would undoubtably have wiped the floor with he and his friends at poker, Ophelia was distracted by Scrag when she reached the landing. The forlorn-looking dog was stood whining and looking anxiously at the dinging room door. Ah, she thought, Rabbie. And the drinks cabinet no doubt!
To be continued…
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Oh Zoe, I thought I was going to see the new baby! What a teaser!
But, of course, the rest of the Grecon world must go on. Lovely pictures again. It is a beautiful house, I must say.
Thank you, Maddy. I’m really stringing this one out aren’t I? I get a bit carried away when I’m taking photos and can’t decide which ones to leave out so I end up wanting to include them all and then I run out of time!
Great stuff! Ophelia going up the stairs is a masterpiece in Grecon posing. Obviously R.A.D.A. trained, so no wonder that she has such a racy past.
Ophelia is a tiny, almost [dare I say] run-of-the mill, little granny but she’s somehow the most lively of them all.
Realistic scenes, the men gambling with the rest of the household preparing for the new arrival.
Yes, naughty men!
Another cliffhanger! Love it all – narrative, characters, antics and the gorgeous photos.
Thanks, Edel!
Wonderful Zoe, you have taken me away from the humdrum world to one of pure magic – love it!
Aw, that’s lovely to know, Cath!
So exciting! A new baby brings so much love & I can’t wait to know if it is a boy or a girl!
Glad you’re enjoying it, Frances!