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#1: Keeping Faith Author: Lula, Location: Midlands, UK

Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2004 5:06 pm

Well, erm, I've written fics before, but this is the first Chalet School drabble-y thing I've ever attempted... And I know I should probably have more written before I post, but I just want to see if people like or hate it... ie., if you hate it, I won't continue Rolling Eyes

(But please don't hate it! Smile

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'I shall never forget that awful night when she lay between life and death, and I knew quite well that no one thought she would see the morning. I knew I was very fond of her but it wasn’t till then that I realised how dearly I loved her. Hilda and I are both singularly lonely people, and we mean a lot to each other. If I had lost her, I suppose I could have gone on somehow but I’d always have felt that part of me was dead... I know how much I value Hilda. I can’t be grateful enough to God for leaving her here. And now that I know that in time she will be as well as ever, I feel that I owe Him more than I can ever repay.' - Nell Wilson, Gay From China at the Chalet School

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Keeping Faith

“Nell Wilson, don’t you look a sight!” Nell turned her head away from the window, where she had been staring unseeingly at the rose garden of St Arvan’s hospital.

“Lovely to see you too, Jem,” she replied, a smile edging at her mouth for the first time since the accident.

Jem Russell laughed. “Oh, you seem fine!”

“I am,” Nell agreed. “I just feel a bit sore, but I suppose that’s only to be expected.”

He nodded. “You look remarkably well, I must say. And,” he added teasingly, “the hair suits you.”

She laughed, touching the newly cropped hair self-consciously. “I didn’t have a choice in the matter.” Her expression changed almost immediately. “Jem… no one will tell me anything about Hilda, is she…?” She trailed off, not wanting to put into words her fear.

“Legally, they can’t tell you,” Jem began, slowly. “You’re not a relative, and you’re not her next of kin…”

“I’m as good as a relative! I’ve known her years, she’s my best friend, she and the school are the only family I have!” Nell sighed. “They won’t let me see her, they won’t let me know what’s happening, they won’t even tell me if she’s alive! Jem, she is alive, isn’t she? Please…”

“Calm yourself, Nell.” Jem crossed the room towards her and sat down on one of the chairs next to the bed. “Of course Hilda’s alive!” he told her brusquely. “You’d have been told if she wasn’t, assure yourself of that.”

She leant back in her chair slightly, giving a silent prayer of thanks. “How is she?” she asked, after a few moments. “She looked… awful… when it happened…”

Jem paused for a moment, trying to decide what to tell the anxious-looking woman who was gazing at him as if her life depended on his answer. After several seconds, he spoke. “Nell, I won’t lie to you, she’s very ill.”

“One of the nurses told Jeanne and I that she had concussion.” Nell was refusing to listen to Jem’s vague comments. “Tell me properly, Jem. I can take it.”

“I know you can,” he replied, not fazed by her glare. As a matter of fact, he himself was finding it hard to put into words the fears for Hilda he liked the Headmistress of the Chalet School, he had known her a number of years, and they had always been friendly. It struck him hard to have to tell her best friend about the doctors’ opinions. “Concussion’s not something to be taken lightly, Nell, especially when it comes after such a violent injury as Hilda had. She’s still unconscious, and… well, until she comes round, I’m afraid we won’t know any more.”

Nell nodded. “When will she come round? Do you have any idea?”

Jem shook his head. “Not today, I would think. Nor tomorrow. In all honesty, Nell, it could be any time. It could be next week, next month…” He lowered his voice slightly. “It may not happen.”

She turned away as the tears filled her eyes she would not cry in front of him. She bit her lip, trying to keep herself from breaking into the sobs that she felt overpowering her. Eventually, she choked them back enough to say, “Is there nothing you can do?”

“Don’t you think that we’re already doing everything we can?” Jem sighed, and walked over to the window, looking out. “Unfortunately, even modern medicine has its limits. There are times when the only thing left is prayer.” Then, seeing that Nell was on the verge of tears, he made to leave the room. “I promised Madge and Jo that I’d let them know when I’d seen you and Hilda. I couldn’t see Dollie, of course, she’s under anaesthetic, and Jeanne was asleep. I promise I’ll come and see you the moment I hear anything about Hilda.”

“Thank you.” Nell forced a smile.

“Chin up, Nell. We’re doing everything that we can.” With a final nod, he left the room, closing the door behind him.

#2: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2004 5:22 pm

Wow, well, yes, I like and would love you to continue.

#3: Author: Emily, Location: Land of White Coats and Stethoscopes.

Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2004 5:28 pm

Oh, please carry on, this is lovely.

#4: Author: Marianne, Location: Lancaster

Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2004 5:31 pm

wow, great minds think a like! A similar plot bunny had attacked me! sounds great More Please! Very Happy

#5: Author: catherine, Location: Newcastle upon Tyne

Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2004 5:47 pm

This is looking good! Please continue it!

#6: Author: Lulie, Location: Middlesbrough

Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2004 6:36 pm

Poor Nell. Please continue this Lula, it's a good beginning, I want MORE!!!

#7: Author: Laura, Location: London (ish)

Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2004 7:10 pm

Wow! Please continue! Very Happy

#8: Author: Ella, Location: Staffordshire

Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2004 7:20 pm

Yes please, more! Very Happy

#9: Author: Rebecca, Location: Kendal/Oxford

Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2004 7:21 pm

*Echoing the above* I'd love to see more of this.

#10: Author: Mora, Location: Lancaster

Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2004 9:53 pm

Oh I'm so glad someone is writing a drabble about this, and you're doing it so wonderfully. Please write some more Lula! *ETA a disclaimer- If anyone else has written a drabble about this I don't know it and would some kind soul inform me* Smile

#11: Author: Amanda M, Location: Wakefield

Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2004 10:20 pm

Please write some more, it's wonderfully well written I want to know what happens next. Star Wars

#12: Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks

Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2004 11:42 pm

This is excellent Lula - please continue asap Very Happy

#13: Author: Ellie, Location: Lincolnshire

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 12:18 am

Yes, please do continue - there's nothing about this to hate.

#14: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 8:49 am

Yes, please do carry on with this.

#15: Author: Lula, Location: Midlands, UK

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 9:25 am

Awwwws... You're all lovely! Next bit... (this is all I've got written so far, I must do some more)

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She waited until he had left the room before leaning across to the bedside table and fumbling for her bag. She had only to look inside it for a few moments before finding what she was looking for: her rosary. Her fingers slipped over the beads as she found her place, and began to murmur the familiar, comforting words. “Ave Maria, gratia plena…”

The words came less easily than they normally did. She was unable to concentrate, thinking only of Hilda. Unbidden, a memory rose: a memory of Hilda, a few years previously. Nell Wilson had just arrived at Sarres, the house in which the Chalet School had been based in Guernsey. She had gone straight to her room, as it was gone eleven, and had knelt down to say her prayers.

After a few moments, she had looked up to find Hilda Annersley in her room. The first words out of Miss Annersley’s mouth had been, “Oh Nell, how can you?”

“How can I do what?” Nell had asked, bewildered, the reproachful tone in Hilda’s voice making her cast her mind back and check through her conscience – an effect that Hilda normally had on particularly sinful Middles.

“How can you do that?” Hilda had clarified. “How can you kneel down and pray and – and thank God for what He has put you through?” She cast a glance at her colleague’s face, much more lined than it had been the last time they had met. Her hair, white before it should have been, white with the worry and stress of the flight from the Nazis. How could she, indeed? How could she possibly keep her faith strong?

“Because we got through it, Hilda.” Nell spoke quietly, and stood up properly to face her friend. “And now everyone’s together again – better, in some ways even, than before. Look at Jack and Joey, they wouldn’t have married so quickly if we hadn’t had to flee, and we…”

Hilda cut her off. “Nell, how can a loving God do this? How can anyone, anything, that professes to be omni-benevolent, cause this much pain?”

“He has His reasons,” her friend was beginning, when Hilda interrupted again.

“I just don’t think I can accept that any more.” She sat down on Nell’s bed, forgetting about Matey’s vendetta against those who sat on beds, and looked at her colleague. “Nell, when I was thirteen years old, my mother died. I didn’t know about her illness until after her death. Then, the only piece of comfort anyone had for me was that ‘God had His reasons’. I just can’t accept that He, who is meant to be so loving, can cause this pain. What good can it cause?”

Nell didn’t quite remember what had come next. All she knew what that she had ended up holding Hilda while she cried, and then she had taken her back to her own room, and stayed with her until she had fallen asleep. At the time, she had disputed what Hilda had told her she had not been able to believe that. After all, Hilda’s mother had been ill for a long time, even when Nell’s own parents and sister had died, she had been able to be glad that they were together, that Cherry’s suffering was ended, that her parents had not had to live with the grief of losing their daughter for long… There was always some good. But now… What good was there now, now that Jem barely believed that Hilda would live? She bit her lip. Maybe Hilda had had a point. And suddenly, the rosary fell from her hands, as she covered her face and began to sob. “Hilda… oh, Hilda…”

#16: Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 9:32 am

Lula - I can't really find the words to say how good this is - it's just given me goosebumps - thankyou

#17: Author: Charlotte, Location: home yey!

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 9:34 am

Totally lovely, are we allowed more?? please?? please??

#18: Author: Lula, Location: Midlands, UK

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 9:40 am

Charlotte wrote:

Totally lovely, are we allowed more?? please?? please??

Yes indeed... when I've written it... *goes off to write*

#19: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 9:42 am

I really like seeing this from the other side!

#20: Author: Rachael,

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 9:42 am

This is wonderful, Lula - a real insight into how Nell must have felt when Hilda was at death's door and good to see her questioning her own beliefs (Have to say I don't quite buy into Hilda's momentary lapse of faith but then that's because I'm heavily influenced by Lesley's interpretations of the two!!) ETA - I don't think this has been drabbled before but I assume it will be covered in A CS Headmistress or whatever title GGBP are giving it ...

#21: Author: Lulie, Location: Middlesbrough

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 10:21 am

*BUMP* So Lula doesn't forget to post more Very Happy

I'm really enjoying the insights we are getting into Hila and Nell. MORE PLEASE!!!!!

#22: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 11:01 am

Lula this is wonderful, v moving and I'd love to see more!

#23: Author: Angel, Location: London, England

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 11:27 am

*wants to see more* Goosebumpy indeed

#24: Author: Mora, Location: Lancaster

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 2:18 pm

*blinks back tears* So sad, so beautiful. Thanks Rachael.

#25: Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 3:07 pm

Lula, this is lovely. Suppose most of this was missed out of the series as an unsuitable topic for young children - so glad to see it being written about now.

#26: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 3:41 pm

Added to the fact that EBD's medical knowledge was decidedly wonky!

#27: Author: Rachael,

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 3:47 pm

Mora wrote:

*blinks back tears* So sad, so beautiful. Thanks Rachael.

Psst, Mora - you mean Lula!

#28: Author: Lisa_T, Location: Belfast

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 3:49 pm

*sniffing* Lovely! More please! Has someone warned Lesley she may need to look to her laurels? *g* Wink

#29: Author: Ruth B, Location: Oxford, UK

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 3:59 pm

Lovely fill in Lula, hope there's more!

#30: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 4:36 pm

Looking forward to more, Lula!

#31: Author: Mora, Location: Lancaster

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 8:27 pm

Rachael wrote:

Psst, Mora - you mean Lula!

Oops, that was a bit unclear. Embarassed

I meant thanks Rachael for replying to my question about whether anyone else had drabbled this section of CS history. But a BIG thanks to Lula for posting the story of course! Very Happy

#32: Author: shoe__gal, Location: St Andrews, Scotland

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 9:00 pm

This is brilliant - looking forward to the next part! Smile

#33: Author: Ellie, Location: Lincolnshire

Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 9:29 pm

Rachael wrote:

But Hilda did have a lapse of faith in Lesley's 'My Friend' I'm also appreciating seeing this from Bill's pov, I'm glad that I already know that Hilda survived though.

#34: Author: Lula, Location: Midlands, UK

Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2004 11:46 am

I think Hilda might well have had a lapse of faith at some point I think that most people do, and that seemed the most likely time for it to happen: she would have been too young when her mother died, and it would only be later, when she honestly thought about what had happened, and when she had been under such a lot of stress and pressures anyway, what with her friends and charges (would she have been held responsible?) being forced to flee, that she would have had time to evaluate her faith and really think things through.

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“Nell?” Jeanne de Lachenais’ soft voice broke into the silence that had descended on the room. Nell was lying face down on her bed, her head buried in the pillow, her tears finally over, but her depression not.

Jeanne pushed the door closed behind her, as best she could with only one working arm, and moved slowly over to the chair next to Nell’s bed. “Are you sleeping?” she asked, quietly, unable to see her friend’s face.

In response, Nell rolled onto her side slowly, rubbing her eyes. “No, I’m awake, Jeanne.”

“What is the matter?” Jeanne asked, concern in her eyes.

Nell sat up, pulling her cardigan tighter around herself. “Has Jem been to see you?” she asked, not willing to tell Jeanne what was feared for Hilda.

“Dr Jem? Yes, he came, and told me to come to you, because he thought that you would need someone to talk to,” Jeanne told her friend, looking anxiously at her. “Nell, what is the matter?”

“Hilda,” was all Nell could bring herself to say.

The expression on her face told Jeanne all that she needed to know. “She is not…? No, she cannot be…” Jeanne’s tone was one of disbelief.

“Jem doesn’t think she’ll wake up.” Nell turned away after her brusque sentence, not wanting Jeanne to see the tears that were threatening to fall.

Jeanne leant back in her chair, shocked. The friendship between herself and Hilda was not as strong as that of Hilda and Nell, but they were still good friends, and friends of long standing. The three, along with Dollie and Matron, were those who had been for longest in the school, and they had a bond of understanding and shared interests. They had been through a lot together, and had come to rely on one another’s opinion.

She looked down at the floor, trying to focus her eyes on something, and trying to keep herself from crying she knew that, however upset she felt, Nell’s devastation would be far worse. And she knew the feeling she remembered how she had felt, when Thérèse Lepâttre had been taken so suddenly ill. She remembered the long trek down from the Sonnalpe, and then the long wait for news. And the night, when she had cried herself to sleep, worn out with both the strenuous walk, and the worry. As she thought of that, she looked up at Nell. “You must be tired, ma chère.”

Nell shook her head. “I wouldn’t be able to sleep, Jeanne.” She turned to face her friend. “What if something happened? I could never live with myself knowing that I had been sleeping while Hilda… Hilda…” She faltered before stopping.

Jeanne nodded. “I know. And I had no thought of telling you to sleep, I simply thought that you might benefit from lying down and resting for a little while.”

“I don’t think that I could get any rest, not until I know.” Nevertheless, she lay down and allowed Jeanne to pull the blankets over her.

“Now I will go and find Dr Jem and tell him to come to you as soon as he hears anything,” Jeanne informed her, noticing that, despite Nell’s protests, her eyes were slowly closing, and she looked tired in the extreme.

Nell merely nodded, mumbling something that sounded like “Okay.” Jeanne forced a smile, and stepped out of the room, blinking back the tears.

#35: Author: Sarah_K, Location: St Albans

Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2004 12:46 pm

Thank you Lula! I remember when I read that bit in Gay wondering what Nell and the others were going through so I'm really glad you're filling the gap, and filling it brilliantly too.

#36: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2004 5:23 pm

Lula, this is beautifully written, and very thought-provoking.

#37: Author: Ella, Location: Staffordshire

Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2004 6:14 pm

*Agreeing with all the above* Very Happy

Lula, this is brilliant. I always wondered about the 'off stage' happenings in Gay Nice to see it from Nell's perspective, although it must be quite hard to write! Shocked

Looking forward to the next bit! Very Happy

#38: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2004 12:52 pm

This makes me realise how the rest of the staff felt at that time.

#39: Author: Ella, Location: Staffordshire

Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:53 pm

*Gently bouncing this back upwards* Please may we have some more...? Smile

(Trying not to sound like Oliver Twist!)

#40: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:09 am

Oh yes please can we, I'd forgotten how much I was enjoying this until Ella bounced it!

#41: Author: Lula, Location: Midlands, UK

Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 11:46 am

Ooh, hello... seems a long time since I've been around here... Sorry about the delay, I've had computer issues, which took longer than normal to get fixed because we went to Devon some time in the middle of them. (On holiday, not just... randomly...) Embarassed

So I'm afraid there's no more yet, although I'll try to get some up either later today or tomorrow - and that's a promise *nods*

#42: Author: ellend, Location: Bow, London

Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 4:53 pm

I've just discovered this and have really enjoyed it. I've not thought about was happening in Devon immediately after the crash, but I'm looking forward to seeing more. I hope that by bouncing it back up, there will be further installments and Lula's computer is behaving itself so that more can be written. ellen

#43: Author: Gem, Location: Saltash/Aberystwyth

Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 6:01 pm

Lula, this is so lovely!!! Please write more!

#44: Author: Mora, Location: Lancaster

Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2004 3:40 pm

Agrees enthusiastically! I'd forgotten that this story matched this title but I'd been meaning to look it up again.

#45: Author: Lula, Location: Midlands, UK

Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2004 1:33 pm

I'm crossing my fingers that this post will work, I've only been able to lurk around here recently due to my computer deciding it doesn't like me - although even that was an improvement because before that, for a week or so, it didn't even let me see the boards... However, today it seems to be behaving, so I'm giving it a try, and apologies for the delay Smile

*edited with a little celebration because it worked Very Happy

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Nell had cried herself into a fitful sleep, waking every few minutes to feel the damp pillow beneath her cheek, and then drifting off into nightmares, always where Hilda was just out of her reach. Jeanne, sitting sleeplessly in the next room, could hear her friend tossing and turning every few moments, but did not dare go to check on her, fearing that her own sadness would only worsen matters. A selfish thought, she chided herself. As if anything could make Nell feel any worse. She shook her head as she realised there was one thing that could – although she did not dare put the thought into words. Wordlessly, she got up and, slipping her feet into a borrowed pair of slippers, left the room.

Immediately she was accosted by the ward sister. “Miss Lachenais? What are you doing up?”

“I need to see Dr Russell,” Jeanne replied.

“Are you ill?” Sister asked her, beginning to steer her back in the direction of her bed. “Let me call the on-call doctor…”

“No, I am perfectly healthy.” Jeanne allowed the nurse to sit her on the bed before speaking. “I would like to speak to Dr Russell about my friend.”

Sister looked at her for a long moment, during which Jeanne feared that she would be told to wait until morning. “Which friend is this?” she queried eventually.

“Nell… Helena Wilson,” Jeanne corrected herself, somewhat confusedly. “In the next room… she has a broken leg.”

“Doctor checked her over during his ward round, he found nothing wrong with her. She can easily wait until tomorrow.” Sister shook her head dismissively and began to leave the room.

“No, no. Please, let me see Dr Jem… It isn’t about her leg, it is about her friend…” Jeanne sighed. “He will be able to explain much better than I can… please let me see him…”

“I’m afraid he has gone back to his hotel for the evening,” Sister replied.

“Then ring him – you do have a telephone here, I presume?” There was sarcasm enough in that speech to make even Nell proud, had she heard it – or had she cared at that moment. Jeanne winced inwardly as she heard herself speak, worried that she had just ruined her chances of getting to talk to Jem, but Sister merely nodded and left her alone, to return ten minutes later, announcing that Dr Russell would be there shortly.

“Thank you,” Jeanne answered demurely, although inwardly she was rejoicing. It wasn’t that she felt that Jem could save Hilda where other doctors couldn’t, it was that she felt Jem, with his plain speaking and his honesty, could maybe bring a little bit of relief to Nell, whose depression was almost radiating through the thin wall connecting the two rooms.

For twenty painful minutes, she sat alone, listening to Nell’s sobs. She jumped up when she saw Jem enter the room. “Dr Jem!”

“Sister said that you were quite insistent to see me, is something wrong, Jeanne?” Jem looked as concerned as he sounded.

“Not with me, I am fine. But with Nell – just listen…” Jeanne trailed off, gesturing vaguely towards the wall.

Jem nodded. “She can’t be allowed to continue like that – how long has she been crying?”

“Ever since you left her… I believe she slept for a little while, but not long. I wondered if you might possibly talk with her, or let her sit with Hilda for a while.” She looked unsure as she suggested the last, but Jem considered it seriously.

“That’s a possibility, certainly.” He smiled slightly. “Thanks, Jeanne. I’ll go in and see her now. And as for you – try and get some rest! You look done in.”

“I am tired,” Jeanne admitted. “Do you want something to help you sleep?” he asked this was a standard question for him. When Jeanne refused, saying that she rarely had trouble sleeping, he smiled and left the room, before knocking lightly on Nell’s door.

#46: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2004 3:49 pm

Good for Jeanne!It even sounds as though Jem might consider more than slipping Nell a dose.... Shocked

(Glad the computer's cooperating!)

#47: Author: catherine, Location: Newcastle upon Tyne

Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2004 9:12 pm

Oh good! I'm glad that Jeanne and Jem are on hand to help Nell.

#48: Author: ellend, Location: Bow, London

Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 11:26 am

Lovely Lula. I hope the computer continues to behave and gets over its hissy fit. Ellen

#49: Author: Ellie, Location: Lincolnshire

Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 9:48 pm

Thanks Lula - this so could have happened. I'm glad that we know that Hilda recovered.

#50: Author: Lula, Location: Midlands, UK

Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 3:02 pm

I'm glad we know she recovered as well, I have an awful habit of being nasty if I don't already know the outcome. The rest is written, but not yet typed up - the next stage of my computer's plan to drive me to computercide was to decide that the keyboard was unnecessary Confused

I now have a working computer, but a broken keyboard... Thank heavens for the on-screen keyboard, but I really don't want to type up what is a fairly lengthy drabble using it, so there may be a slight delay until I can get myself a new keyboard/fix this one - apologies to all!

#51: Author: ellend, Location: Bow, London

Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 6:16 pm

Isn't it tempting to throw non-functioning kit at wall or out the window? I frequently threaten mine at work, but have so far resisted. I hope it recovers soon Lula

#52: Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle

Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2004 9:49 am

Lula, so nice to find a new part of this. Glad Nell had such a good friend as Jeanne. Hope Jem ticks off the ward sister for allowing Nell to be so upset. Also glad Hilda recovers.

#53: Author: Nicci, Location: UK

Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2004 10:10 pm

Found this languishing around the back pages of C&D. It's a wonderful drabble, but sadly unfinished. Is Lula around anywhere to continue this.

#54: Author: Josie, Location: London

Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2004 10:41 pm

Not seen this one before, this is fabulous.Really superb emotive writing.Lula, if the evil computer/keyboard/technology in general is now wokring, would love to read the rest Very Happy

#55: Author: Lula, Location: Midlands, UK

Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 4:30 pm

Thank you people, Lula is around *points to self* but she's rather snowed under with work and the pressures of RL, which sadly means that the fun stuff is pushed to the back Embarassed

*is very embarrassed at how long it's been since the last update, and promises to update soon*

#56: Author: Charlotte, Location: home yey!

Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 4:46 pm

Awww, no more yet?!! poke

RL!!! I hope your 'puter behaves!

#57: Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England

Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 6:14 pm

This is new to me, but I'm looking forward to more when RL and your computer give you the chance Lula. Very Happy

Liz

#58: Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 1:31 am

And here's another one who missed it earlier! Please kick RL into submission, Lula. It's too good not to finish!

#59: Author: Miss Di, Location: Newcastle, NSW

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 1:51 am

I'd missed this before too, but would also like to encourage to to post more when RL co-operates Lula!

#60: Author: Lisa_T, Location: Belfast

Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 10:21 pm

*on a bumping mission* Lula, I'd just love more of this when you are able!!

#61: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2004 10:37 am

Agrees with comments above!

#62: Keeping Faith Author: MaryR, Location: Sale Cheshire

Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 1:33 pm

Being new to this website I have only just got round to reading a lot of the drabbles. This is beautiful. But when is it going to be finished or is that being totally selfish?

#63: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 4:03 pm

In reply, sadly a lot of drabbles are started but never finished. We may always hope of course. Sometimes asking, like you did will bring it to the attention of the author and some more will be forthcoming. We call this 'bumping' a thread and you will see it refered to around the board. Unfinished drabbles tend to be archived about 3 months after the last posting on them, they can always be restarted by the original poster and a mod will put a link to the archived part.

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