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#1: Consequences Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:33 pm
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“Governor?”

“Um.”

“Miss Shaw?”

“Five more min…”

“Geri wake up!”

Geri Shaw awoke with a start and looked around in some confusion, “Katya?”

“You were dead to the world then,” Katya Mareck smiled down at her boss, “you okay?”

Geri sat up slightly, looked around her, the hospital waiting room was dimly lit and the chairs comfortable. Considering it was now nearly one am it wasn’t really surprising that she had dozed off, she smiled at the younger Officer, “I’m fine, was having a very strange dream, though, found myself giving Butcher’s eulogy,”

Katya grinned, “Well that might be a little premature yet,” she said, “the surgeon has just arrived,” she pointed to a figure by the door, “they’ve finished the op, Butcher’s on her way to Intensive Care. He wouldn’t say much as you were the one he wanted to speak to but it seems to have gone well.”

Ger nodded and stood, “I’ll speak to him,” she said, “how’s Pat?”

“Asleep, the nurse on her ward said she’d probably be in a day or two,”

“Yes, I know, her husband told me a couple of hours ago,”

“Oh, well she’s had something mild to ease the headache and is sleeping - as much as she can, anyway, they keep having to wake her to check all her reactions,”

“I’ll nip in there to see her after I’ve checked on Butcher. Could you contact Alex at the prison? Let him know the news - he can pass it on to the inmates,”

“Of course,” Katya moved away then returned, “oh, I forgot - here,” she thrust a cup of hot coffee into Geri’s hands, “thought you could do with this,”

Geri smiled her thanks then moved across to speak with the surgeon.

“Miss Shaw? I’m Ben Perry, thoracic surgeon. I’ve just finished operating on your..your erm…”

“Prisoner, I think is the term you’re looking for, Mr Perry,” Geri Shaw said with a smile, “or you could say inmate or convicted criminal - it all means the same. Butcher is a long term prisoner at the State Prison, the Prison where I am Governor.”

“Ah, yes, of course. You’ll have to forgive me, Miss Shaw, it’s a very unusual situation having an armed guard over one of my patients.”

Geri’s face lost its smile and she frowned, “Were it up to me the guard would not be there,” she said, “Butcher risked her life to save mine and is currently seriously injured. I don’t think she is fit enough to attempt escape.”

The Surgeon shook his head, “Not for a long while,” he agreed, “however I am confident that she will, eventually, recover. As you are aware she sustained a gunshot wound to her chest. On opening up the chest cavity I was able to stop the bleeding and remove the bullet. She was fortunate that the bullet missed the heart, but not so fortunate in that I had to remove just over a third of her left lung. She should be able to manage perfectly well on the rest. She’s in Intensive Care at the moment.”

“Is she awake?”

“Not yet, I want her to remain sedated for another two or three days. You can see her if you wish?”

“Thank you.”


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#2:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:41 pm
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Should have guessed!!!!! Rolling Eyes Rolling Eyes Rolling Eyes

#3:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:53 pm
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Gobsmacked! You definitely had me convinced Lesley. As Pat says, we should have known!!

#4:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 7:13 pm
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rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl

#5:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 7:15 pm
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Lesley Anne Green, just wait til I get my hands on you!

#6:  Author: SugarLocation: second star to the right! PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 7:23 pm
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Shocked Typical Lesley! Great to see this back Lesley! Laughing

#7:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 7:28 pm
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And the cliff! So early in the drabble!

#8:  Author: brieLocation: Glasgow, aka the land of boredom PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 7:55 pm
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Lesley if i'm good will you send me a transcript of the earlier RCS's???

I read RCS 1 and hoped I could dive into this- but no chance!!! Laughing

#9:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 8:05 pm
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No. You need to have read the last one to appreciate the start of this!!!!

#10:  Author: LottieLocation: Humphrey's Corner PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 8:11 pm
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Pat wrote:
No. You need to have read the last one to appreciate the start of this!!!!

Absolutely! For two months I've been mourning the death of Butcher only a few weeks after I first got to know her! Now you do this to us! However I suppose I shouldn't complain, since she isn't dead after all, and seems set to make a full recovery. At least until something else happens.

Thanks, Lesley! Very Happy It's great to have this back again.

#11:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 8:17 pm
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*Satisfied sigh* Well that worked well, didn't it? Thought you might want a sneak peek into the inner workings of my mind.



halo "You know this is really cruel, don’t you?"
Lesley: "Well, yes…but…"
halo "You know it’s going to upset a lot of people, people that trusted you, that commented so nicely on your last story?"
Lesley: "I know, but I just couldn’t do it, not really,"
halo "Well if you couldn’t do it why write it in the first place?"
Lesley: "Oh but they were such excellent scenes though, both the ‘death’ scene and the last one - I couldn’t waste them, could I?"
halo "So you thought you’d fool everyone, did you? Even though, when you’ve done this in the past, it’s really annoyed people? Even though it is a very unkind thing to do?"
Lesley: "Well, since you put it like that, perhaps I’ll…what do you think, Devil?"
devil *Snigger!*

#12:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 8:20 pm
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Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Twisted Evil rofl rofl rofl rofl

#13:  Author: KatarzynaLocation: North West England PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 8:23 pm
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I would just like to say..............


Yes!!


I didn't think so at the time Very Happy

#14:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 8:27 pm
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Ye gods and little fishes!
Not that I'd prefer the opposite, but... Shocked Rolling Eyes

#15:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 9:09 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. It's great to have this back!

You had me fooled! I am willing to put my hand up and admit that I had believed the earlier posts! Though, knowing Lesley, it could all change again...

#16:  Author: LyanneLocation: Ipswich, England PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 9:16 pm
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Chair wrote:
Thanks, Lesley. It's great to have this back!

You had me fooled! I am willing to put my hand up and admit that I had believed the earlier posts! Though, knowing Lesley, it could all change again...


Yes, this could all be Butcher's dream and really Geri is dead!

#17:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 9:17 pm
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Don't put ideas in her head - she has enough of her own!!!!! Rolling Eyes Wink

#18:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 9:54 pm
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I also firmly believed Butcher was dead but I'm very pleased she isn't.

Thanks Lesley Very Happy

#19:  Author: CathyLocation: Sydney, Australia PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 10:10 pm
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I'm just so happy to see RCS back that I can forgive anything, even making me think that Butcher was dead. Thank you Lesley!


More please!!!!


Cathy

#20:  Author: Elder in OntarioLocation: Ontario, Canada PostPosted: Mon May 21, 2007 10:23 pm
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Yikes - talk about a devious mind!!!!!

rofl Laughing Laughing

#21:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 12:38 am
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Lesley - the Don Camillo of the CBB!!

Devious, definitely devious.....

#22:  Author: Lisa_TLocation: Belfast PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 1:40 am
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I think evil is the word you want, really...

Laughing Laughing

Lesley, when you can't sleep, do you cogitate on the many different ways you can torture your characters, never to mention your readers?

*in mild hysterics at the idea that reading RCS1 would be any use for RCS10...*

#23:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 4:01 am
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Um, true Lisa....maybe I was trying to give her the benefit of the doubt! Laughing

#24:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 5:20 am
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*Happy sigh* Twisted Evil

#25:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 6:59 am
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Obviously evildoers can't sleep! Laughing

#26:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 8:36 am
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Nice to see you so happy Lesley. Laughing Laughing Laughing

I knew you were the perfect advent drabbler!! Twisted Evil Laughing Twisted Evil Laughing

#27:  Author: Ruth BLocation: Oxford, UK PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 8:42 am
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Rolling Eyes Twisted Evil Laughing Rolling Eyes Twisted Evil Laughing Rolling Eyes Twisted Evil Laughing Rolling Eyes Twisted Evil Laughing Rolling Eyes Twisted Evil Laughing Rolling Eyes Twisted Evil Laughing

I think about sums it up! Although having read the end of RCS 4 yesterday, I should have been prepared.

#28:  Author: meeriumLocation: belfast, northern ireland PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 9:18 am
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rofl bravo lesley! masterfully cliffy! and hurrah, it's back!

#29:  Author: AlexLocation: Cambs, UK PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 9:28 am
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There's still plenty of time for Butcher to die Twisted Evil
Thanks, Lesley.

RCS 10! Only another 48 to go, and then you can start on the fill-ins!

#30:  Author: YvetteLocation: Brisbane, Australia PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 11:14 am
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Lesley, that was ... um ... masterful!! Here I was, seeing RCS 10, thinking what could it be like without Butcher, and lo and behold, it's not!!

Nice.... Twisted Evil Twisted Evil

#31:  Author: Identity HuntLocation: UK PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 1:03 pm
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Lesley,
you are bad for my mental health, doing this ! Wink
I am ***so** happy Butcher is still with us. Laughing

More RCS ! Bounces with joy !

#32:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 6:31 pm
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Honestly!!!
Lesley, you're dreadful! (and it really amazes me that I'm STILL suprised by anything you can come up with!) Not that I'm not happy about Butcher's reprieve!

Oh, and you know what those little voices in your head are a sign of, don't you? Wink Twisted Evil

#33:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 6:36 pm
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Vikki wrote:

Oh, and you know what those little voices in your head are a sign of, don't you? Wink Twisted Evil



Yep, genius! Wink Laughing

#34:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 6:44 pm
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Lesley wrote:
Vikki wrote:

Oh, and you know what those little voices in your head are a sign of, don't you? Wink Twisted Evil



Yep, genius! Wink Laughing


*pats Lesley on the head in a humouring fashion* Wink

#35:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 7:45 pm
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The Intensive Care Ward was on the second floor - the same one as the Theatre Suite. The Thoracic Surgeon led the way onto the brightly lit ward and along to one of the six rooms. Inside a single bed was almost completely surrounded by machinery but Geri Shaw could see enough to recognise Butcher lying on the bed. She had a tube in her mouth attached to a ventilator, as Geri watched the machine clicked and air was pumped into her. Butcher’s chest rose and Geri could see the large and bulky dressing across the left and down the centre of her chest. The surgeon spoke,

“To gain access to the thoracic cavity it’s necessary to crack open the rib cage - this is done down the centre and through the sternum - hence the reason for the dressing along the middle of her chest.”

“And the wound itself?” Geri asked, “She had lost a lot of blood.”

“Yes, well as well as the damage to the lung the gunshot managed to break two ribs, we had to tidy those up as well. She’s got two chest drains in situ - hopefully draining out any excess blood. She’s a strong woman, surprisingly so considering she’s spent so long in prison.”

“She made a point of always keeping herself fit,” Shaw replied.

“Well in this case it’s paid off - I’m afraid you’ll be having her back, Miss Shaw, she‘ll continue to be a drain on society,” he smiled but Shaw didn’t reciprocate, instead she took a deep breath and sighed,

“Do you know how she was injured, Doctor?”

The surgeon shrugged, “I assumed it was in a fight with another inmate.”

“It was. The other inmate was attempting to kill me,” Shaw gazed across at the man.

“You mean she saved your life?”

“Yes, so you’ll forgive me if I don’t subscribe to the view that she is just a drain on the taxman’s purse.”

The man nodded abruptly, somewhat embarrassed. He moved into the room to give instructions to some of the nurses, while he did Geri Shaw sought out the guard, she found him sitting in a corner of ITU, with a clear view of the room where Butcher lay. His rifle was laid on the floor, safety catch on, and he was reading a book.

“Everything quiet here, Tony?”

Tony Wang, a quiet veteran, one of those that had transferred into the Prison after all Masters’ people had been dismissed, smiled up at the Governor,

“Quiet as the grave, Governor,” he said, “seems a total waste of time me being here, but if you want to pay me overtime to sit reading my book, so be it.”

Geri smiled, “It’s not my doing,” she said, “the Head of the Prison Board insisted.”

“Yeah? I thought Jim Grange was a bit more sensible than that?”

“Grange has retired,” Shaw replied, “the new Head is Joyce Shipley - she seems to be a stickler for the rules - and the rules say that if a ‘lifer’ is in hospital he or she must have an armed guard.”

“Well I could use the overtime,” Wang said philosophically.

Shaw smiled and walked back across to speak with the surgeon again, “When do you think Butcher will be well enough to be discharged back to the Prison Hospital, Doctor?”

Perry pursed his lips, “Not for some time,” he said eventually, “I would estimate she’ll be out of ITU in less than a week, should imagine it would be a few weeks after that before I could, in all conscience, release her. Your hospital doesn’t have an ITU, does it?”

Geri shook her head, “No, we have qualified Nurses on duty at all times but the facilities are somewhat basic. Inmates are returned following routine surgery after about a week or so, normally. There isn’t a full time doctor I’m afraid.”

“Well in that case I would imagine at least three weeks, possibly longer, we’ll have to see if she heals well.”

#36:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 7:52 pm
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Vikki wrote:
Lesley wrote:
Vikki wrote:

Oh, and you know what those little voices in your head are a sign of, don't you? Wink Twisted Evil



Yep, genius! Wink Laughing


*pats Lesley on the head in a humouring fashion* Wink


She wouldn't believe anything else Vikki!!! We just have to make allowances. Poor thing!

Mind you, genius is close to madness isn't it?

#37:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 7:55 pm
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Well, that leaves time for plenty of trouble, doesn't it? Shocked

Glad Geri was able to make the point about Butcher saving her life. I wonder if Hilda and Nell will be allowed to visit.

Thanks, Lesley.

#38:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 7:59 pm
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What I didn't say before was that I'm loving this - of course!!!!

#39:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 8:21 pm
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Pat wrote:
Vikki wrote:
Lesley wrote:
Vikki wrote:

Oh, and you know what those little voices in your head are a sign of, don't you? Wink Twisted Evil



Yep, genius! Wink Laughing


*pats Lesley on the head in a humouring fashion* Wink


She wouldn't believe anything else Vikki!!! We just have to make allowances. Poor thing!

Mind you, genius is close to madness isn't it?


Don't you have to be mad to believe yourself a genius?

#40:  Author: The Ratbag Club PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 8:42 pm
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Fans of RCS might be interested in this link.


The Ratbag Club

#41:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Tue May 22, 2007 11:25 pm
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rofl rofl rofl

And on to the update.

Thank you Lesley. Good to see Geri picking up the surgeon's casual observation and correcting it. And the new Head of the Prison Board is a 'stickler for rules' is she? That could have ramifications....

#42:  Author: Lisa_TLocation: Belfast PostPosted: Wed May 23, 2007 3:21 am
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Very vary varrrrrrrrrry interesting. *wondering what's happening at the school* I just hope I don't get RCS and ND mixed up. After all, Lesley has killed Nell. Sort of.... H'm, that could lead to seriously scary dreams.

*also wondering whether Vikki was the founder of aforesaid 'ratbag society' or whatever*

I wonder how many of us qualify? Laughing Laughing Laughing

#43:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Wed May 23, 2007 5:58 am
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Loving this (as always)!

#44:  Author: LianeLocation: Manchester PostPosted: Wed May 23, 2007 7:23 am
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So glad Bytcher is still alive! It wouldn't be the same without her. THanks Lesley.

#45:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Wed May 23, 2007 10:55 am
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Thanks, Lesley. Glad to see Butcher surviving, and glad that Geri was quick to put the doctor right about Butcher.

Maintaining an invincible silence about the Ratbag Club.

#46:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Wed May 23, 2007 2:35 pm
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Hurrah and indeed hurray. More RCS! Although I just want to say.....

sneaky sneaky sneaky sneaky sneaky Lesley!

#47:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Wed May 23, 2007 3:07 pm
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*worries about the new head of the prison board*

Thanks Lesley

#48:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Wed May 23, 2007 3:57 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I'm glad that Geri stuck up for Butcher - I know that she wouldn't do anything else.

#49:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Wed May 23, 2007 5:57 pm
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Lisa_T wrote:


*also wondering whether Vikki was the founder of aforesaid 'ratbag society' or whatever*

I wonder how many of us qualify? Laughing Laughing Laughing


*pokes Lisa for defaming my spotless character!*

*also pokes the Doctor for making assumptions about Butcher. Glad Geri squashed him, silly man!*

Thank you Lesley!! Very Happy

#50:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Wed May 23, 2007 6:55 pm
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Lisa_T wrote:

*also wondering whether Vikki was the founder of aforesaid 'ratbag society' or whatever*

I wonder how many of us qualify? Laughing Laughing Laughing


I suspect you might Lisa! As do I!

Are you posting again tonight Lesley? Please?

#51:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Wed May 23, 2007 9:05 pm
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Early on the Tuesday morning, three days after her admission and surgery; Butcher was allowed to awaken and the tube removed. Geri Shaw was there to watch the procedure. Unlike with some patients there didn’t seem to be a long period of confusion and uncertainty from Butcher. One minute she was unconscious, the next her eyes suddenly snapped open and she stared directly up at the ceiling. In silence Butcher slowly looked all round the hospital room, noting all the machinery and the medical staff. She then looked down at herself, reaching up with one hand to trace down the bandage on her chest and the drips in both arms. Finally she turned her head to look across at where both Shaw and a prison guard stood. She raised an eyebrow and, in a voice rusty from disuse, spoke,

“I don’t think I'm ready to ‘run’ just yet, Governor.”

Shaw smiled, “No, give it a few days, perhaps.”

“Perhaps,” Butcher agreed. She looked round, “What hospital am I in?”

“St Austin’s.”

Butcher nodded then, “How long was I out?”

“Three days, it’s Tuesday now.”

“Right. Last thing I can remember is talking to you. I didn’t think I’d survive. Is that right? Haslam is dead?”

“Yes, gunshot wound to the head,” Shaw replied, “sustained during the fight with you after she had shot you.”

Butcher nodded slowly, “Don’t think I’ll ever be able to remember that,” she said, and the barest hint of a smile tugged at one corner of her mouth.

The surgeon stepped forward, “Ms Butcher I’m the…” he stopped as Butcher shook her head quickly,

“Just Butcher, Doc,” she said tiredly, “I’ll get all confused otherwise.”

Perry swallowed in surprise, “I see, very well…Butcher…I am the Consultant Thoracic Surgeon,” at Butcher’s raised eyebrow he added, “I specialise in surgery on the lungs and rib cage, not the heart.” He proceeded to tell her exactly what surgery had been performed and how her current condition was likely to progress. At the end Butcher nodded,

“So if I was so badly hurt, how come you’ve woken me so quickly?”

Perry looked surprised but replied, “With lung injuries it is always a balance between resting the lung and forcing too much from it - a ventilator can sometimes place excess strain on an injured lung.”

“So you’ve got to stop the ventilator as soon as poss? So the lung isn’t damaged?” Butcher grinned at the look of surprise on the man’s face, “You’d be surprised, the number of things you can pick up inside, Doc - once shared a cell with a Theatre Sister - she used to tell me all sorts.”

“She was another murderer?”

Butcher shook her head then winced, “No,” she said, gritting her teeth, “was serving six months for criminal damage, theft and arson, she’d been dumped by her fiancé for another woman, she wrecked his house then drove his Porsche to the harbour and pushed it in,” she grinned, “we’re not all murderers, you know?”

“No, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…” the surgeon stopped, swallowed, “in answer to your question, yes, exactly that. We have to balance the possible benefits against the likelihood of further damage. Three days is normally the time. Now I see you are in pain, I’ll arrange for you to have something for it.”

“Thanks Doc,” Butcher watched as the surgeon walked over to speak with the Nurse on duty.

“I have to go, Butcher,” Shaw spoke quietly, Butcher looked across at the Governor, “I’ll be in to see you tomorrow. If you have any concerns though, let the Officer on duty know.”

“Okay Shaw,” Butcher said, she then frowned, “Shaw? Did I dream it? What you said in your Office?”

Geri shook her head and smiled, knowing exactly what Butcher was asking, “No Butcher, you didn’t dream it. I’ll see you tomorrow.”


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#52:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Wed May 23, 2007 9:17 pm
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Nice to see them together like that.

#53:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Wed May 23, 2007 9:33 pm
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That was good.

#54:  Author: LyanneLocation: Ipswich, England PostPosted: Wed May 23, 2007 9:54 pm
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Quote:
“Okay Shaw,” Butcher said, she then frowned, “Shaw? Did I dream it? What you said in your Office?”

Geri shook her head and smiled, knowing exactly what Butcher was asking, “No Butcher, you didn’t dream it. I’ll see you tomorrow.”


I had to go back and check because I couldn't remember exactly what they said:

RCS9
Quote:
Butcher smiled slightly, “That’s what….friend does….isn’t it?” there was a questioning look in the eyes.

Shaw reached across, held Butcher’s hand, “Yes,” she said simply, “a friend,” saw the answering smile in those dark eyes before they closed and the body went limp.


And I still cried when I read it.

#55:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Wed May 23, 2007 10:08 pm
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A great scene, thanks Lesley Smile

#56:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Thu May 24, 2007 12:21 am
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Thank you Lesley.... good to see Butcher is more than capable of handling the surgeon! In a lot of ways, she reminded me of Nell in that update.

Nice revenge on the fiancé.... (although shame about the Porsche) Twisted Evil

#57:  Author: Lisa_TLocation: Belfast PostPosted: Thu May 24, 2007 1:42 am
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*snort* Yes, naturally we're more concerned about the fate of the car... Laughing Laughing Laughing

I like that Lesley. Also very grateful to Lyanne for the extract, otherwise I'd have gone hunting too, and given the current state of my hard drive, that would not be pretty.

Vikki, no defamation involved. Why would that be necessary when I simply spoke the truth?
*whistles*

#58:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Thu May 24, 2007 8:31 am
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Thanks, Lesley. I'm glad to see that Butcher is awake.

#59:  Author: LottieLocation: Humphrey's Corner PostPosted: Thu May 24, 2007 9:31 am
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Trust Butcher to wake up instantly and be on her usual form. The relationship between her and Geri Shaw is lovely.

Thanks, Lesley.

#60:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Thu May 24, 2007 1:21 pm
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Typical Butcher, giving the poor consultant shock after shock. Laughing

And how lovely that she can remember being called *friend*. Presumably she will make a Joey type recovery - being the same wholsale sort! And jump straight back into any fray going. Wink

Thanks, Lesley.

#61:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Thu May 24, 2007 1:23 pm
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Interesting the references to dreams in that post Lesley ... Laughing

#62:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Thu May 24, 2007 3:03 pm
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That surgeon is going to be well educated before this is over. Laughing

Thank you, Lesley. Very deft, that change of mood back to those very moving "parting words."

#63:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu May 24, 2007 10:13 pm
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Nell Wilson finished making coffee and carried the two mugs into the sitting room; she passed one across to her partner. Hilda Annersley was lying back on the sofa in an attitude of complete relaxation. A half read book lay beside her but she didn’t pick ot up again, content to just gaze out into the garden,

“Thanks Nell,” she said as a mug of coffee was passed across, she took a sip then sighed contentedly, Nell looked over and laughed,

“You look like a purring cat,” she said, “one that’s not only had the cream but the tuna and mayonnaise. What are you so satisfied about?”

Hilda smiled lazily across at her friend, “I am just appreciating the moment, Nell, it’s the beginning of four weeks holiday. I have completed all work at the School, I don’t even have any work or essays due for my degree course. I can just relax and I intend to do so. For the next four weeks I can forget that I have any responsibilities or duties.”

“Oh yes?” Nell nodded knowingly, “I’ll bet before we’re three weeks into the holiday you will be itching to get back into your Study. Even if we managed to win the lottery you wouldn’t want to stop working. So, are you going to take my bet? Any stake?”

Hilda had leant back with her eyes closed, at this she opened one eye, “No bet, Nell,” she said firmly, “I’m just enjoying the moment.”

“Well you’ve only got another hour or so to relax, the girls will be here soon.”

“I know,” Hilda drank some more of her coffee then frowned slightly, “Nell? Do you have any idea what this news could be?”

“That Louise and Andrew are going to tell us?” Nell shook her head, “No, no idea. I did wonder if it could be one thing but I always thought that they wanted to wait, that they both wanted to have some time to themselves.”

“Yes, I did wonder that as well,” Hilda confessed, “after all, they’ve been married now six months…”

“That’s gone so quickly,” Nell put in, “oh well, we’ll find out soon enough. Have you finished, Modom?”

Hilda smiled, “I have, you may remove the cup, girl,” she waved the mug in Nell’s general direction.

“Hmmm,” Nell said, her eyes narrowing, “I’m tempted to ask what your last servant died of…but you’d only say under-work.”

“True,” Hilda remarked complacently, she settled back on the sofa, “in a way it’s a pity we can’t be outside in the garden or on the beach but the weather,” she indicated the damp, somewhat windy day, “but at least it means we can have a little longer curled up in here,” she closed her eyes again, the picture of satisfaction.



The injection arranged by Perry was enough to allow Butcher to sink into a light doze for some hours; she was aware of all the movements of the nurses, of the checks and adjustments they made to the different drips, drains and machines, but remained relatively pain-free and relaxed. Toward mid-afternoon Butcher heard the door open and a few murmured words from her guard, then there was the sound of footsteps before a voice spoke quietly,

“Butcher? Are you awake?”

Butcher opened her eyes slowly, turned her head; standing next to her bed was the Prison Officer Pat Francis. She was wearing civilian clothes, rather than her uniform. As she turned her head slightly Butcher could see, running from her left temple round to her eye, a dark angry bruise, blue-black in appearance. Butcher looked at the bruise then met the other woman’s gaze,

“Sorry about that, Mrs Francis,” she said quietly.

Pat Francis reached up with her left hand and gently laid her hand across the bruise on her head, she smiled, “Considering what you did afterwards,” she said, amusement in her eyes, “I think I might be able to forgive you,”

Butcher nodded slightly, “Rees and Grant?”

Pat Francis’ smile widened, “Looked after me extremely well,” she said, “and didn’t allow me to leave the cell for about twenty minutes. That apart, they otherwise treated me as though I were royalty. Considering it was, technically, a hostage situation, I was most impressed.”

“They in Solitary?”

Pat shook her head.

“Thanks, not their fault, mine,”

“Yes,” the Prison Officer nodded, “but I don’t think even I could envisage so painful a punishment,” she paused for a few seconds before adding, “well done, Butcher, very well done.”

#64:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Fri May 25, 2007 12:00 am
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Seconded!!

Hilda relaxing and enjoying the view?! Good grief! Nell is right to be sceptical.

#65:  Author: SugarLocation: second star to the right! PostPosted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:49 am
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Nice to see H&N still the same as ever. Love the cat with cream and tuna mayo!!!

#66:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Fri May 25, 2007 5:57 am
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Oh good, nice to see Pat again!

#67:  Author: LianeLocation: Manchester PostPosted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:15 am
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Fantastic. I loved the scene with Hilda and Nell!

#68:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Fri May 25, 2007 10:39 am
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As great as ever, Lesley, thanks.

#69:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Fri May 25, 2007 10:41 am
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I didn't know that Hilda knew how to relax! Lovely scene.

#70:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Fri May 25, 2007 12:17 pm
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I'm glad Rees and Grant didn't get punished, thanks Lesley

#71:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Fri May 25, 2007 2:26 pm
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Awww, Lovely!
Thank you Lesley. So glad there's no hard feelings from Pat, and that Rees and Grant didn't get into serious trouble.
Oh, and Please hurry up and share Louise and Andrew's news with us.... Wink

#72:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:31 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I'm glad that Rees and Grant are not in Solitary. I wonder what the news is.

#73:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Fri May 25, 2007 6:45 pm
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Thanks Lesley. The relationship that Butcher has with the prison staff is great.
I am concerned about the peacefullness of the scene with H&N though! It feels too much like the calm before the storm.

#74:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Fri May 25, 2007 9:58 pm
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Pat wrote:

I am concerned about the peacefullness of the scene with H&N though! It feels too much like the calm before the storm.


It's ALWAYS the calm before a storm in RCS. Lesley's congenitally incapable of writing more than 5 posts without some kind of twist, even if we haven't spotten it yet....

Thank you all the same Lesley.

#75:  Author: Lisa_TLocation: Belfast PostPosted: Sat May 26, 2007 12:06 am
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Aw Pat! I know your cynicism is well warranted, but your suspicious mind has just trashed the lovely fluffiness I was enjoying after that scene. I know it's impossible Lesley, but I do enjoy those nice quiet scenes...

*contemplates challenging Lesley to write an RCS with no murder or mayhem*

Naaaaaaahhh...

#76:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat May 26, 2007 9:48 am
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When Geri Shaw arrived back at the Prison she was greeted by the Senior Officer, Alex Wood, “You’ve got a visitor,” he said bluntly.

“I have? Who?”

“A Michael Bentley, he’s Dale’s next of kin, a cousin.”

Shaw frowned, “Where has he been? Dale’s funeral was yesterday.”

“Said he couldn’t take time off work,” Alex said with contempt. “funny though, he managed fine when he got the letter from the Legal Branch saying he was Dale’s heir.”

Shaw nodded, agreeing with the sentiment. To her certain knowledge Dale had never received a visit from this man, but he was quick enough to appear with the promise of taking her money and belongings. Geri sighed, “Very well, I’ll see him in my Office, ask Terri in Admissions to send someone up with all Dale’s belongings.”

In fact Terri Little herself appeared with the box containing Dale’s belongings, just as Alex Wood was showing two men into the Governor’s Office,

“Ah thank you Officer Little,” Shaw smiled, “please place the box on my desk. Don’t leave just yet, you may be needed.”

Terri nodded and moved to stand to one side of the room; meanwhile Alex was introducing the two men, “This is Mr Bentley, Governor,” he indicated the taller of the two men. Bentley was a big man with a slight layer of fat overlying hard muscles.

Geri reached out a hand, “Mr Bentley, I’m sorry to have to see you at such a sad time.”

Bentley reached out to shake Geri’s hand, seemed to take great pleasure in exerting a lot of pressure and seeing the woman wince slightly, “This is my lawyer, Norton.”

The other man, older and slighter, nodded briefly but didn’t offer to shake hands. The door opened again and another man walked in, Shaw smiled across at him,

“This is Drew Niven,” she said, “he’s from our Legal Branch. Drew this is Mr Bentley and Mr Norton.”

Niven smiled to both then unfolded a paper he held, “I’ll not keep everyone,” he said quickly, “Dale had you, Mr Bentley, down as her only next of kin, therefore her belongings all go to you…”

“Right, so what did she leave?”

Niven raised an eyebrow, “She left property, a house and a business in Melbourne,” he passed across details to Bentley.

Bentley looked through the papers, “She had far more than that,” he said quickly, “what about the two places near the centre?”

“I’m afraid they were classed as being bought with stolen goods, Mr Bentley,” Niven replied, “as such they were confiscated by the State. A great deal of the money and possessions were also confiscated.”

“Typical,” Bentley said with a frown, “so what else have I got?”

“There is a car in storage - a Ferrari - it could not be proven that it had been bought illegally, and a considerable amount of money in bank accounts…”

“How much?”

“Approximately half a million dollars.”

At this Bentley smiled, “Well, well, the little cow was worth something dead then. Great. Anything else?”

“There are the belongings she brought into the prison with her,” Geri said quickly, “Officer Little has them here. Mr Bentley it is custom for the relatives of those inmates that have died to leave a small donation to the Prison Fund - a fund used to provide services to the inmates. May I ask for a small donation? Fifty dollars is customary from someone that has just received such a large legacy.”

Bentley snorted, “Might be customary but it’s not compulsory, is it? So why the Hell should I give this place anything. Let the inmates rot for all I care.”

He sorted through the box, “Clothes, jewellery, fair amount of money, couple of books, yeah well, it’ll all sell,” he came across a small sealed plastic box and flipped it open, “now what’s in here? Oh, just stamps.” He looked over at the lawyer, “This all mine then?”

The lawyer nodded.

“Right, pick it up, we’ll be on our way,” he picked up the small plastic box and flipped it across the desk toward Geri, “here you go, Governor, call it my donation. The cons gotta write letters, haven’t they?”

Ger caught the box and looked inside, an eyebrow rose, “Mr Bentley, you may wish to re-consider, these stamps are…”

“Are all you’re getting. Now have you got something for me to sign? I want to check out all my new kit.”

The Governor attempted again to persuade him not to leave the stamps but the man impatiently waved her protests away. In a very short time he and his lawyer had signed for receiving all the relevant documents and property and were escorted back to the Gatehouse by Office Little. Niven also left at the same time.

Alex Wood waited until the noise of the external door being unlocked and then locked again indicated that Bentley and the others had left the Admin Block, he then turned, “Unpleasant character,” he said, “he couldn’t be at all bothered about how Dale had died or where she was buried. And he’s probably more of a crook than Dale ever was.”

“Perhaps,” Shaw murmured, “though the type to always ensure his businesses appear legal,” she was smiling slightly as she said this and Alex picked up on this,

“You look very pleased with yourself, Governor?”

Geri’s smile widened, “I was just thinking about the refurbishments to the Education Block and that we can start looking into getting a proper Rehabilitation Centre started for Drug and Alcohol Abuse.”

Wood frowned, “But you said that the Board had refused the funding, have they changed their mind?”

Shaw shook her head, “No, they’ve not changed their mind. But we don’t need their money now.”

“I don’t understand…”

“No, and neither did Bentley, even though I did try to tell him,” she took a deep breath, “how much do you know about stamps, Alex?”

Now the man just looked confused, “You use them to send stuff through the mail, what else is there to know?”

“A few years ago I would have agreed with you,” she replied, “that was until my youngest nephew, Thomas, decided that, along with cycling and karate, he’d add a rather more sedate hobby - philately - that is stamp collecting. And decided to give me a tutorial about them when I visited just before Christmas.”

A light shone in Alex’s eyes, “You mean…?”

“I mean that Dale was a very clever woman,” Shaw replied, “and she was well aware that a great deal of her wealth would be taken by the State in the event of her conviction. But that, should she be able to prove that anything had been obtained legally it would be kept for her. Doesn’t it seem strange that Dale would bother to keep half a dozen stamps in a sealed container? I’m no expert, Alex, but I would say even a conservative estimate would put each of these stamps down as worth one hundred thousand dollars.”

“And it will all be for the prison’s use,” Alex grinned, “he‘s just signed the papers confirming that?”

“I did try to tell him about the stamps, Alex,” Shaw said with a smile, “not only do I have you, Drew and Terri as witnesses, but his own lawyer was there. I did try to tell him about the value of the stamps. It‘s really not my fault that he chose to ignore me, is it?”

Alex’s grin grew larger, “Geri, you’re a crook,” he said.

“I’ve learnt from the best,” the Governor replied with a smile.

#77:  Author: MirandaLocation: Perth, Western Australia PostPosted: Sat May 26, 2007 10:35 am
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LESLEY! 10 minutes ago I was so excited that RCS 10 had started and that there were several pages to get me going. THEN I discover that you've turned my little Butcher-grieving world on its head!! It's not that I'm not pleased she's not dead of course, just that it was a bit of a shock! (Ha Laughing sort that sentence out at your peril!Confused)

And now all these lovely posts - Hilda and Nell, cats and tuna, Geri with lots of money - I have NO idea what's coming next! (and for you that's the highest compliment I expect Laughing Well it's earned!)

Thank you. I think.

#78:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat May 26, 2007 10:46 am
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*Satisfied sigh!* Wink

#79:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Sat May 26, 2007 11:43 am
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Deeply suspicious of Lesley's satisfied sigh.

#80:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Sat May 26, 2007 12:45 pm
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Now I wonder just who that best is, Geri? Laughing It's not so much that you're clever but that Bentley was stupid and greedy - his loss! One pre-supposes that he can't return and claim the stamps if he has signed them away. But then that wouldn't stop you, would it, Lesley, my dear? mrgreen

Thank you for the peaceful scene earlier.

#81:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat May 26, 2007 12:52 pm
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What do they say? You can't con an honest man. Wink

#82:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Sat May 26, 2007 3:38 pm
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Jennie wrote:
Deeply suspicious of Lesley's satisfied sigh.


Also deeply suspicious...

But I'm very pleased that the nasty man unwittingly handed over vast sums of money to Geri!

Thanks Lesley

#83:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Sat May 26, 2007 4:54 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I'm sorry that Mr Bentley was just after the money but at least he left the stamps for Geri, even if it was unwittingly.

#84:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Sat May 26, 2007 6:59 pm
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What a ratbag!
*wonders how soon he'll be keeping Masters company*
That little "donation" serves him right. Twisted Evil

#85:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Sat May 26, 2007 8:04 pm
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Kathy_S wrote:
What a ratbag!
*wonders how soon he'll be keeping Masters company*
That little "donation" serves him right. Twisted Evil


Oi Kathy! The Ratbag Club is far too exclusive to admit that piece of excrement!

That was great Lesley - stupidly evil people deserve all they get

#86:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Sat May 26, 2007 10:18 pm
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Scumbag, I should have said. Sorry, Pat!

#87:  Author: Lisa_TLocation: Belfast PostPosted: Sat May 26, 2007 10:33 pm
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Pat wrote:


That was great Lesley - stupidly evil people deserve all they get


*g* What about people who are intelligently evil?

Thanks, Lesley.

*joins the line eying Lesley with deep suspicion*
What next? Laughing

#88:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Sun May 27, 2007 12:28 am
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Ah, that was very satisfying! And she's right, she did try to tell him..... Laughing Laughing Laughing

#89:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Sun May 27, 2007 6:58 am
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LOL
Thanks Lesley, and nice one Geri!
Serves that rotten piece of scum right. (I just hope we get to see his face when he realises what he's done!)

#90:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun May 27, 2007 1:49 pm
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“That was Geri on the phone,” Nell said as she walked back into the kitchen; Hilda looked over from where she was stirring a large pot of chilli con carne,

“How’s Butcher?”

“Okay, well, as okay as possible,” Nell qualified, “they’ve taken the tube out, she’s awake and alert. Geri says it might take a while but she’s going to recover.”

“Thank God,” Hilda’s breathed prayer was heart-felt, “did Geri say when we could visit?”

Nell Wilson frowned, “She says there’s a problem, at the moment, the new Head of the Prison Board is insisting that any visits are handled in the same way as if she were still in the prison. Want to ensure all regulations are strictly upheld, apparently.”

“But surely, in the circumstance…?” Hilda began.

“I know, Geri’s tried all those arguments, the woman won’t budge. Seems to look on Butcher as just a number and a trouble-maker.”

Hilda shook her head, “Very stupid and very short-sighted. Well the last time I saw Butcher was only last Thursday - it will have to be in nine days then? And Butcher won’t have any other visitors.”

“Well Geri said she’s going in every day, and I think one or two of the other Officers will go as well - she’s still in ITU at the moment - they may not have allowed us in anyway.”

“True,” Hilda conceded, “well we can write to her - let her know we are thinking of her. Geri can take any letters in.”

“Fine, now do you want me to take over looking after the chilli and make a start on the curry? You can get the salad, rice and jacket potatoes done.”

“Yes Ma’am,” Hilda said, gratefully relinquishing the responsibility for cooking the main courses to her friend.



“I bin swimming, Grandma.”

It was early afternoon and Hilda and Nell’s lazy day had come to an end with the arrival of Cherry and Robbie. The food was all prepared and keeping warm or cold respectively in the oven or fridge. The table had been prepared ready to transfer the dishes onto and dinner plates, serving spoons and cutlery were all there ready for people to help themselves. Also ready were drinks, both alcoholic and non, as well as a large fruit salad and some cheesecakes. The two women had been enjoying a welcome break before welcoming all their visitors when a ring on the doorbell heralded the arrival of the first. Nell went to answer the bell and as soon as the door to the cottage had opened Robbie had run in and launched himself at Hilda. As Hilda had only just sat up this had the effect of pushing her back to lay on the sofa with Robbie on top of her, she smiled,

“I can see that, Robbie, your hair is still wet,” she said while kissing and hugging him.

“I swammed a whole length on my own, Grandma. I didn’t need my water wings and I didn’t touch the bottom,” Robbie said excitedly.

“You swam an entire length?” Hilda replied, only just managing not to correct the lad’s English.

“Yes Grandma, Shane said I was bonzer.”

Hilda looked across at Cherry who responded, “Bonzer means good, great, excellent, you know - oh, perhaps you don’t - it’s old fashioned now, mind, I’ve no idea why Shane’s started using it.”

“You mean it is slang, Cherry?” Hilda said with a smile.

“Yes, I suppose so, why? Is it important?”

Hilda and Nell exchanged amused glances, Nell answered, “No, not important at all,” she said with a grin.


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#91:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Sun May 27, 2007 1:56 pm
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Well, time spent with Robbie will be good for them, not that it will be in the least bit peaceful, but it will take their minds off things.

#92:  Author: LianeLocation: Manchester PostPosted: Sun May 27, 2007 4:42 pm
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Yay it's Robbie!
Thanks Lesley

#93:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Sun May 27, 2007 5:21 pm
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Well done Hilda for not correcting Robbie's grammar! And please please please let her use the word 'bonzer' at some point.

Thanks Lesley

#94:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Sun May 27, 2007 6:32 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. It's great to see Robbie!

#95:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Sun May 27, 2007 7:29 pm
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How thoughtful they both are, and how much respect they have for Butcher. And the charmer is back! Laughing

Loved the teasing - but I'm quite sure Hilda would never, ever correct Robbie's English! Laughing Laughing Just speak very correctly until he got it!! Twisted Evil After all, she's in a very vulnerable position there, flat on her back.... mrgreen

Thanks, Lesley

#96:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Sun May 27, 2007 8:18 pm
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Lisa_T wrote:
Pat wrote:


That was great Lesley - stupidly evil people deserve all they get


*g* What about people who are intelligently evil?

Thanks, Lesley.

*joins the line eying Lesley with deep suspicion*
What next? Laughing


Well naturally they have to come to a worse end!!

Getting more deeply suspicious of the quiet H&N posts!!! However, I shan't mention that again, as the quietness in itself is a cliff! So that's all the satidfaction you'll get out of me on that score Lesley!! Wink Twisted Evil

#97:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Sun May 27, 2007 9:05 pm
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LOL
Thanks Lesley!
Now, when do we get Louise and Andrew's news?

#98:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Sun May 27, 2007 11:36 pm
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Ah, that was nice.... bit worried nabout the way the new Head of the Prison Board is behaving. I can see why she is, but still....

And Robbie's back, and they've been spending time with Shane..... Very Happy

Loved the remark about slang!

#99:  Author: MirandaLocation: Perth, Western Australia PostPosted: Mon May 28, 2007 5:47 am
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Quote:
“I swammed a whole length on my own"...
“You swam an entire length?” Hilda replied, only just managing not to correct the lad’s English.


I read that too quickly and thought that there was something wrong with Robbie saying "whole length" instead of "entire length" Embarassed Shocked Embarassed Sorry Hilda!

Robbie is just so cute!

#100:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Mon May 28, 2007 1:53 pm
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Aww Robbie is briilliant. Thanks Lesley

#101:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Mon May 28, 2007 3:31 pm
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Nice to see Robbie again. Very Happy And does this mean Cherry & Shane have patched things up?

*does NOT like the sound of the new Head of the Prison Board*

#102:  Author: NellLocation: exiled from the big smoke PostPosted: Mon May 28, 2007 6:00 pm
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Its back and with such a beginning - though I guess nothing shold surprise me now where Lesley is concerned!

Thank you!

#103:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Mon May 28, 2007 9:07 pm
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The rest of the guests appeared fairly soon afterwards; as well as those considered family by Hilda and Nell, they had invited a number of those still on-site including the Coates, Rosalind Moore, and Kelly and Jake Stevens, and Nancy Wilmot, Kathie Ferrars and Ruth Derwent. When Rosalind appeared Hilda moved across to greet her,

“Rosalind, how are you? Did Geoff manage to get his flight last night?”

“Flight, what flight?” This from Nancy, “I thought he’d finished in Brisbane?”

Rosalind turned a somewhat pale face to her friend, “Oh, I forgot you’d not know,” she said. Nancy and Kathie having been away for the weekend. “Geoff had a call, late last Friday night, from his Regiment. He’s been placed back on active service and he’s got to prove he’s fit enough. He was recalled to England - to be assessed at the Para Depot in Aldershot - basically he’ll spend a few weeks proving he’s fit enough to pass all their assault courses and then be given his final test - parachuting.” Rosalind smiled across at Nancy but, it was obvious, the smile didn’t reach her eyes.

“And they called late on Friday?” Kathie put in, “bit inconvenient, wasn’t it?”

“Not deliberately,” Ros said with a slight grin, “after all, to them it would be Friday morning.”

“Oh yes, I forgot about that.”

Ros turned back to Hilda, “In answer to your question, Hilda, yes, he managed his flight last night. He called me a couple of hours ago, he’s in Singapore at the moment, flying on to Heathrow in a few hours. At least we had this weekend together - and he was able to spend them with Kelly and Jake.”

“And you, Rosalind,” Hilda finished softly, “I expect he was extremely grateful for that.”

Rosalind’s smile widened, “Yes,” she confirmed, a gurgle from the baby on her hip caused her to look down at Jake who was trying desperately to reach the floor, “want to get down Jake?”

“Let me take him, Ros,” this from Kelly.

“But you and me is going to play with my Lego, Kelly.”

Kelly looked down, “I know, but Jake can come too. We can see how quickly we can build stuff before he knocks it down, okay Robbie?”

“Okay Kelly,” Robbie smiled and ran toward the stairs and his toys. Kelly following him, holding Jake on her shoulder.

Hilda looked after the three, “That girl is a wonder,” she said softly, she smiled over at Rosalind Moore, “and she has left you time with your friends for a while at least. Why don’t you all help yourselves to drinks and have a chat?” her smile widened, “You can discuss exactly how you’re going to broach the subject of having a crèche on site with me,” eyes sparkling she moved away leaving all her Staff and former Staff open-mouthed. As she moved out of earshot she faintly heard,

“How did she..?” before she had to turn to greet another guest.

#104:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Mon May 28, 2007 9:10 pm
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Hilda always knows!!!! Laughing

#105:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Mon May 28, 2007 9:11 pm
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Ahhh Hilda....how soon can I apply for a job there? Laughing

Lovely to see Ros and family back, although I may be putting in a pre-emptive wibble about Geoff going back to active service.

Thank you Lesley

#106:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Mon May 28, 2007 9:36 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I'm sorry that Geoff has been placed on active service.

#107:  Author: ChelseaLocation: Your Imagination PostPosted: Mon May 28, 2007 10:06 pm
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Am I the only one wibbling about Jake and the Lego? I hope Kelly is careful with him (unless Robbie has those really big lego pieces).

Thanks for the update.

#108:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Mon May 28, 2007 11:48 pm
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Good to see Hilda hasn't lost her touch!

Poor Geoff and Rosalind, with him called away like that.

#109:  Author: MirandaLocation: Perth, Western Australia PostPosted: Tue May 29, 2007 3:44 am
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Poor Ros, to have Geoff leave so suddenly like that! I hope that his service is only brief, and that he can come back safe and well to his family. (now why does that sound unlikely to me I wonder?? Laughing)

And Hilda.. and her magic abilities. You'd think people would almost be used to that now! Very Happy

#110:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Tue May 29, 2007 10:23 am
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Just caught up again here, loving this and so many possible strands, wonder where you are going to take us all with this one. Laughing

#111:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Tue May 29, 2007 6:51 pm
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Quite, Carolyn. Too many oportunities for disasters among that lot. Laughing Then of course there is Hilda - the antidote to any disaster. Wink

Thanks, Lesley

#112:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Tue May 29, 2007 7:19 pm
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Ah, but don't forget, Lesley loves to take us to the very brink of disaster. It wouldn't be any fun for her if we didn't wibble.

#113:  Author: LyanneLocation: Ipswich, England PostPosted: Tue May 29, 2007 7:59 pm
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Chelsea wrote:
Am I the only one wibbling about Jake and the Lego? I hope Kelly is careful with him (unless Robbie has those really big lego pieces).

Thanks for the update.


Ah, it's probably Duplo! (You have to call it Lego to younger children or they get offended that you think they're babies Wink ) Aaron did insist yesterday that his 18 month old cousin is too young even for Duplo.

#114:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Tue May 29, 2007 9:14 pm
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Thanks Lesley!
Love Hilda's last comment, and the oppen-mouthed shock it elicited from the others! Wink

#115:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue May 29, 2007 9:44 pm
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“So she ain’t gonna die then?” the mocking voice stopped Rees as she moved across to her cell, she turned to see Wade standing and smirking at her.

“What’s it to you, Wade. Your boss is dead, isn’t she? You‘ll have to cope without all that lovely money now, won‘t you?”

Wade flushed at the reference to Haslam, “She was my partner, not my boss,” she began.

“Yeah? So why’d your partner give you that cross on your face then? Marking you she was.”

Wade reached up to the scar on her forehead, “At least she didn’t suck up to the screws, did she? Saving the Governor’s life? What, she going for a Pardon was she?”

Rees looked angry, “Least she doesn’t expect others to do her dirty work,” she shot back, “and she doesn’t attack people that can’t defend themselves. Was it just Haslam and Mullins that knew about the attack on Dale, Wade? Or did you know too?”

“Dunno what you’re talking about,” Wade said somewhat shakily, “was just saying, that’s all.”

“Saying what?”

“Well…Butcher’s going to be out of it for months, isn’t she? So you taking over, or throwing it open to anyone?”

“None of your business, Wade.”

#116:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Tue May 29, 2007 10:34 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. It was interesting to see Wade and Rees talking.

#117:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Tue May 29, 2007 11:41 pm
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Interesting - apparently some people believe there's a vacancy to be filled.

#118:  Author: MirandaLocation: Perth, Western Australia PostPosted: Wed May 30, 2007 2:21 am
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Can you imagine Butcher's reaction if she comes back to the prison and finds a new leader in place?? I can appreciate that there may need to be someone who can assert temporary control, but surely no more than that!

I'd forgotten how much I disliked Wade Evil or Very Mad

#119:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Wed May 30, 2007 7:54 am
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Hmm. A good point - who is going to fill the power vacuum?

#120:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Wed May 30, 2007 6:10 pm
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Can't say I much like the sound of those last words. She'll have a jolly good try, won't she? But then, some people never learn.

Thanks, Lesley.

#121:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Wed May 30, 2007 6:49 pm
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Isn't Wade dreadful? I hope she gets what's coming to her.

#122:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Wed May 30, 2007 8:43 pm
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Interesting to see what effect the absence of Butcher has on the prison. You can tell so much about people by the way others act when they aren't there.

Thanks Lesley

#123:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Wed May 30, 2007 9:27 pm
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When Andrew and Louise arrived at the Heads’ cottage they were almost mobbed by the rest of their friends; gathered in the kitchen, ostensibly dishing up the food ready to bring in for everyone, the two were closely questioned,

“Well, what is this news then?” Alison demanded, “You said you’d tell us.”

“Yes, why you couldn’t have told us on the phone I’ll never know,” Carol put in quickly.

Louise grinned, “We couldn’t say before - we were waiting for confirmation.”

“Confirmation? Confirmation of what?” Cherry asked.

“This,” Andrew said, and removed a folded piece of paper from his pocket, the others all crowded round to read the printed words but before either Hilda or Nell could read them Alison let out a shout,

“You got it? You got the job? Fantastic!”

Andrew grinned somewhat sheepishly, “You are now speaking to a very junior member of the most prestigious law firm in Victoria,” he said, “getting a post with Atkins, Parkes & Winton is the best I could have hoped for.”

“They are willing to fund Andrew to get registered here in Australia,” Louise put in, “and, although the starting salary is low, there will be plenty of opportunities for advancement.”

“And it’s the type of work I was always interested in,” Andrew smiled, “defending people against injustices, making sure they are properly represented. Mr Atkins, he’s the Senior Partner, said that when he first started the firm that was his goal. He’s semi-retired now but his Partners continue his work.”

There was a flurry of congratulatory hugs and kisses from the girls then Andrew found himself standing opposite Hilda, she looked up at the blushing young man,

“Congratulations Andrew” she said, reaching up to kiss him on the cheek, “you will be a asset to your firm.”

“Thanks Hilda.”

Nell reached across to place an arm around Andrew’s shoulders, “So will we see you in court then? Defending clients?”

“Eventually, after I’ve got some experience.”

“Well they couldn’t have chosen a better man,” Nell grinned, “and at least your news wasn’t that both Hilda and I feared.”

Louise looked over, “What news did you…” she stopped then giggled, “oh I know, no we’re not ready for a family just yet,” she continued hastily.

“Definitely,” Andrew agreed, “don’t worry, both of you, that’s not going to happen, at least, not for a while yet.”

#124:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Wed May 30, 2007 10:50 pm
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*giggles*

Why do I think "famous last words" Louise?!

#125:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Wed May 30, 2007 11:32 pm
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funnily enough, so did I.... Laughing

Nice to see more of Louise and Andrew.

#126:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Thu May 31, 2007 3:45 pm
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Now I was thinking more along the lines of Andrew defending one of them for injustices wreaked upon them. Shocked

Thanls, Lesley

#127:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Thu May 31, 2007 4:11 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. Well done, Andrew!

#128:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Thu May 31, 2007 4:38 pm
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Hmm still all good news then apart from the hints of trouble on the horizon at the prison...

Thanks Lesley

#129:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu May 31, 2007 7:37 pm
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Over the next few days Butcher’s condition slowly improved, so much so that, by the weekend, the Surgeon was talking about her possible transfer to a main ward, rather than remaining on ITU. He decided to leave it until the following Monday, dependent on whether her condition continued to improve. In herself Butcher acknowledged that she was improving but that it was a very slow business. She was still unable to do very much for herself yet resented that a nurse had to help her. She was sleeping much of the day and still in a great deal of pain.

That Saturday morning, a week after her injury, saw her awake and with nothing to do except stare at the four walls. On other occasions when this had happened she had chatted with the ever-present prison guard; however the current guard was a new one, not long transferred in to the State Prison, and was taking her duties very seriously, standing outside the room where Butcher lay, rifle on her shoulder. That her presence there was not only superfluous but was preventing anyone from going in to speak to Butcher, hadn’t yet occurred to the woman.

Mid morning though saw a young nurse brave the guard’s gaze and enter the room; Butcher had been dozing but a sixth sense caused her to awaken just as the nurse reached Butcher’s bedside. The girl, she didn’t look twenty, bit her lip in nervousness then said,

“Have you had a wash today?”

Butcher slowly shook her head, “No, the Night Staff normally give me a bed bath - but I was asleep this morning.”

The Nurse, her name badge said Student Nurse Barrett, nodded, “Yes, that’s what Sister said. I’ll fill a bowl and get some towels.” She disappeared only to return a short while later with the objects and drew round the patient screens. Butcher watched,

“Not seen you before,” she said, “you new?”

The girl had started slightly at Butcher’s voice but she covered it well, she shook her head, “No, I normally work on the surgical ward upstairs - but they are short-staffed on here, asked if some of us could come over and help out - just with those patients that weren’t seriously ill.”

“And you got assigned to me?” Butcher gave a half smile, “drew the short straw, did you?”

The nurse soaked a flannel in the bowl of hot water and draped a towel around Butcher’s neck, she squeezed the water out of the flannel and quickly washed her patient’s face, then dried it carefully, she shook her head,

“No, nothing like that, only I was a bit late in this morning so…”

“So I’m your reward?” Butcher laughed, then winced at the pain from her wounds, “Well don’t worry kid, I don’t bite.”

The girl reddened slightly then swallowed sharply before continuing the bed bath. She gently pulled the covering sheet down to Butcher’s waist and helped her remove the theatre gown she wore - this being far easier to manoeuvre over the drips, drains and dressings. She placed a towel over one side and proceeded to wash her patient’s arms and torso, after a while she spoke again,

“They say you were shot? That you pushed the Governor out of the way?”

“They’re right,” Butcher replied.

“Why? Why did you do it? I mean why would you, a…” she stopped, unable to phrase her question. Butcher answered it anyway.

“A con? A prisoner? A lifer?” She attempted a shrug then stopped when a pain shot across her chest, “It seemed like a good idea at the time,” she finished with a wry smile.

The nurse smiled and finished drying Butcher’s arm, “You’re not what I expected,” she said quietly.

“Why? Think I had two heads or something?”

The nurse shook her head, “No, nothing like that, only, you seem normal. It’s hard to believe you’ve killed people. I’ve never met someone like that before.”

Butcher looked across, staring into the girl’s eyes, “No,” she agreed, “you probably haven’t.”

The nurse pulled on a clean theatre gown, the ITU Sister appeared to help the nurse roll Butcher onto her side to allow her to complete the bed bath, then, between them, the two nurses lifted Butcher up into a more upright position. Once that was done the Sister left the room again. The nurse brought over a small bowl, toothbrush and paste and helped Butcher brush her teeth. Once that was complete she paused, took a couple of deep breaths, then,

“How could you do it? Kill someone?”

Butcher thought for a time, “They were attacking me or mine,” she said eventually, “I’m not saying that was justification, but it was my reason. I will defend what’s mine.”

“And the Governor of your Prison?”

Butcher smiled, “No, she’s not mine, she’s her own person. But worth it anyway.”

The nurse nodded, she glanced at the name above the bed, “Why do they call you Butcher?”

Butcher shrugged, “It’s my name.”

“No, I mean why just Butcher, no other name, no Miss or Mrs or whatever?”

“I’ve been inside more than ten years, that’s what the screws and inmates call you.”

“Family and friends too?”

“Don’t have any family but yes, friends too.”

“Don’t you mind?”

“It’s my name, how could I mind?”

The nurse turned to leave then turned back, a worried expression on her face, “You’ll be coming over to the surgical ward Monday, won’t you?”

“So I’ve been told.”

“You should know, some of the Staff don’t want you - because of what you are.”

Butcher nodded, “Doesn’t surprise me,” she said, “what about you?”

The nurse smiled, “I’ll be happy to look after you, Butcher,” she said.

“Then I’ll ask for you,” Butcher replied, “thanks Nurse Barrett.”

#130:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Thu May 31, 2007 7:40 pm
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Glad to see that Butcher is on the mend. And I loved her interaction with the nurse.

#131:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Thu May 31, 2007 7:54 pm
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That was great, challenging perceptions.

#132:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Thu May 31, 2007 7:57 pm
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What I found very heartening about that was that Butcher recognised the young nurse's ignorance and worries, and dealt with them in such a kind way.

Yes, I know Butcher is a murderer, but I still think she has a great deal of good in her.

#133:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu May 31, 2007 8:00 pm
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Butcher is a fantastic peron, who understands other people so well.

#134:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Thu May 31, 2007 8:42 pm
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The nurse was pretty mature as well. She was frightened, but she adjusted quickly and treated Butcher as a human being, despite what she had heard. And is even prepared to go against the prevailing attitudes.

Thanks, Lesley. I may now know how to give a bed bath! Laughing

#135:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Thu May 31, 2007 8:43 pm
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Makes you wonder what Butcher would/could have been had she not chosen the life she did.

Thanks Lesley

#136:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Thu May 31, 2007 9:19 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. The nurse seems nice.

#137:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Thu May 31, 2007 11:35 pm
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Fascinating Lesley - both Butcher and Barrett made the effort to see one another as individuals.

#138:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 2:47 am
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Quite a contrast between the new guard and the new nurse!

Thank you, Lesley.

#139:  Author: MirandaLocation: Perth, Western Australia PostPosted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 6:24 am
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Well done Student Nurse Barrett! She's not afraid, as Cath said, to see Butcher as an individual and to stand ready to have her assumptions corrected.

I hope the other nurses don't give Nurse Barrett a hard time for her compassion!

#140:  Author: Ruth BLocation: Oxford, UK PostPosted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 12:13 pm
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Well done that girl! She'll make an excellent nurse.

#141:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 2:17 pm
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Miranda wrote:
I hope the other nurses don't give Nurse Barrett a hard time for her compassion!


Echoes Miranda.

Thanks Lesley

#142:  Author: AlexLocation: Cambs, UK PostPosted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 4:15 pm
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When I used to work in a hospital a lot of people would get really upset if there were prisoners in, especially patients and their relatives. They always wore really long chains which attached them to one or two guards.

#143:  Author: TaraLocation: Malvern, Worcestershire PostPosted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 10:45 pm
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Just caught up on loads of this (incidentally, remind me to chase you with a hatchet for doing this to us, Lesley. If it weren't for the fact that we're so glad Butcher's still around ...).
Not surprising that Nurse Barrett hasn't met anyone quite like Butcher, there aren't many around. She's going to take a while to recover from her wounds, and I wonder how much hostility she's going to meet, both in the hospital and back at the prison. Wonder what effect her loss of physical strength is going to have. At least she has some people on her side, including Geri Shaw. I loved:
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Butcher smiled, “No, she’s not mine, she’s her own person. But worth it anyway.”

Lovely peaceful vignette of Hilda and Nell, although it can't possibly last, and, like Mary, I wonder where Andrew's training to defend people against injustices is going to come in.

Great to have this back, Lesley, thank you.

#144:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 9:27 am
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First thing Monday morning saw Butcher being cleared to be moved to the General Surgical ward. She still had a number of drips and drains in situ but at least one of the chest drains and the arterial line were removed prior to her transfer. Butcher herself was drowsy when her bed was moved and didn’t see the many glares and stares directed toward her. The prison guard, however, did, and made a mental note of them. Butcher was placed in one of the single wards some distance from the Nurses’ Station and the guard also saw a couple of worried faces when this was announced. The room was pleasant enough with en-suite facilities and a large window with views out onto the gardens. Once the bed was in place the prison guard was provided with a chair within the room so she could keep an eye on her charge. The two were then left in the room for some time before any member of staff entered.

Two days later saw Geri Shaw summoned to the hospital; on her arrival she walked swiftly up to the ward, her face showing her anger, her eyes flashing and her brow lowered. The Sister of the ward did attempt to intercept her journey but thought better of it on seeing the Governor‘s face.. Shaw arrived outside Butcher’s room and looked across at the guard standing there,

“What happened, Amanda?”

Amanda Blanchford swallowed, “Butcher assaulted the Matron of the hospital,” she said swiftly, “punched her in the face.”

“What the Hell were you doing?”

Blanchford flushed, “The Matron appeared mid-morning, asked me to wait outside as she was going to examine Butcher’s wounds - I didn’t think anything of it, she’s done the same other days. I stood just outside, waiting.”

“Alright, sorry, then what?”

“And, all of a sudden, I hear raised voices and the sound of a punch, I quickly open the door and rush in, the Matron is leaning against the wall, hands to her face, I can see her nose is bleeding. Butcher is lying half in half out of her bed, breathing hard and with her lips blue. I helped Butcher back in the bed, the Matron refused to send any of her nurses in to help.”

“Did Butcher say anything?”

“Only that she’d speak to you,” Blanchford replied, “that’s when I contacted you.”

Shaw nodded, “One of three calls I received in quick succession,” she said quickly, “the other two being from the Matron herself and from Joyce Shipley. At the minute the prevailing opinion is that Butcher should immediately be transferred back to the prison.”

“But she’s not well enough yet, is she?”

“No,” Shaw took a deep breath and then released the breath slowly, “well I suppose I’d better go and speak to her,” she said, “find out what in God’s name happened.”

A short time later Shaw was standing at Butcher’s bedside, she took a moment to observe her prisoner. Butcher was lying almost flat on the bed; her breathing was somewhat laboured and her lips pale. Her eyes were closed yet her face wasn’t relaxed, instead it was tense, her teeth clenched. Shaw’s gaze moved to Butcher’s hands, the fists were also clenched.

“Butcher,” she said softly, watching as Butcher’s eyes suddenly snapped open, “when did you last have something for the pain?”

Butcher frowned, after some thought she spoke, “Last night, I think, the evening drug round.”

Shaw nodded, she checked her watch, saw that it was almost noon, then she walked across to the door and opened it, “Amanda? Fetch the Surgeon, Mr Perry. I want him to examine Butcher.”

“Yes Governor,” Blanchford said immediately, “but he may be operating.”

“If he’s operating find his deputy,” Shaw said firmly, “otherwise though, I don’t care what he’s doing, bring him here!”

The Prison Officer looked as though she were about to ask how then, suddenly, her attitude changed and she shifted the rifle on her shoulder very slightly, “Yes Governor,” she said and strode away.

Shaw walked back to stand beside Butcher, “I’ve been told that you assaulted the matron, Butcher,” she began, “want to tell me what happened?”

Butcher nodded very slightly, even that amount of movement causing her obvious pain, she spoke quietly, “Yes, I’ll tell you, Shaw.”

#145:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 12:18 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I look forward to hearing Butcher's reason.

#146:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 1:13 pm
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Hmmm, sounds like the matron has issues with having a prisoner on her ward. And I'm also wondering whether maybe she was with-holding the pain medication? Sounds a bit odd that Butcher has had no pain relief since the night before. Confused


Thanks Lesley. Is it not an option to get Butcher transferred to the RCS hospital? I'm sure the staff there would be more open minded....

#147:  Author: Caroline OSullivanLocation: Reading, Berkshire, UK PostPosted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 1:24 pm
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Vikki wrote:
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Thanks Lesley. Is it not an option to get Butcher transferred to the RCS hospital? I'm sure the staff there would be more open minded....


Major coincidence here. I was dreaming about RCS last night and Butcher being in RCS hospital. New guard wouldn't let Hilda and Nell in so they waved their permanent director passes and walked on through to visit Butcher.


I'm glad that Geri is willing to listen to Butcher and is going right to the top.

Thanks Lesley Very Happy

#148:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 2:00 pm
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What next? Shocked

Thank you, Lesley.

#149:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 2:43 pm
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It was all going so nicely Butcher was slowly getting better and everything at the school seemed rosy and then this Surprised
I hope Geri will be able to sort things out.

Thanks Lesley

#150:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 3:11 pm
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Did Matron deliberately hurt Butcher, I wonder, hoping she would get away with it? After all, who would believe a murderer? Crying or Very sad

Now with Geri, who does believe Butcher, on the warpath....wait for the sparks to fly.

As an aside, my daughter was in a hospital on the other side of the city when she was 18, and in a private room. Across the narrow corridor, in another private room, was a prisoner from the large jail nearby. He was chained to his bed and there was a guard in the room, but as a mother I will leave you to guess my fears! Rolling Eyes

Sorry, Lesley, didn't mean to hi-jack the story! Very Happy

#151:  Author: MirandaLocation: Perth, Western Australia PostPosted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 9:48 am
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What on earth has this Matron done???

I hope that the surgeon or his assistant come along quickly. We're not going to be very happy otherwise Evil or Very Mad

#152:  Author: LottieLocation: Humphrey's Corner PostPosted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 9:57 am
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I can't believe Butcher assaulted the matron without a very good reason. Whatever the uninformed hospital staff might think about her, she just doesn't go around beating people up for the sake of it! As for withholding her pain medication - there can't be any acceptable excuse for that! Let's hope Geri manages to calm things down quickly.

Thanks, Lesley!

#153:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 11:16 am
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I, too, am deeply suspicious of the Matron. It's all too easy to hurt a patient who has lines and drips, is kept immobile, and needs pain medication.

I'm glad Geri is there to sort it out, and I bet Matron soon starts to regret her actions.

#154:  Author: TaraLocation: Malvern, Worcestershire PostPosted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 2:07 pm
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There's an excuse for fear, they don't know Butcher as we do, but there is no excuse for the withholding of care and compassion by those whose job it is to provide just that. You do it because of who you are, not who the patient is, they don't have to 'deserve' it. Which says quite a lot about the Matron.
This must all be so hard for Butcher, bad enough to be so helpless and dependent, worse to have to cope with totally undeserved hostility and cruelty. Do they know why she was injured?? Interested to see she can still pack a punch. Wink
Glad to see Geri's on the warpath, I'm sure she'll sort them.

#155:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 2:42 pm
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Hmm. My first thought is 'what did the Matron do to Butcher?' I can't believe in her condition that she would punch someone out unless she had a very good reason!

#156:  Author: leahbelleLocation: Kilmarnock PostPosted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 4:01 pm
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I'm also wondering if it was the Matron.

Thanks, Lesley.

#157:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 6:22 pm
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The morning had begun with some pain, but bearable; two physiotherapists had entered the room not long after nine am and proceeded to take Butcher through a number of exercises designed to strengthen the lungs. She’d also been for a very short walk - the Senior Physio explaining that they were not allowed to take Butcher out into the corridor - orders from ‘on high’. Butcher had just nodded at this - realising that not only the Staff, but other patients would be concerned and worried about seeing a dangerous convict loose. Her quick eyes did notice that although the two Physios had started off being very defensive and concerned, their fears seemed to ease after talking with Butcher and the guard.

When the Physios left Butcher was exhausted; they promised to ask the Sister for some pain relief, however nothing had happened. Indeed Butcher had been left strictly alone for the next hour or so before the Ward Sister herself appeared to help Butcher have a wash. The woman had been gentle and efficient, but had not spoken to Butcher at all, confining her remarks to Amanda Blanchford. When, just as she was leaving she asked the Prison Officer whether Butcher was in pain Amanda Blanchford had had enough,

“I don’t know, Sister, why don’t you ask her - she’s lying right there.”

The woman had flushed somewhat but had turned and, for the first time, addressed a remark toward Butcher, “Are you in pain?”

Butcher looked across, “Yes I’m in pain. I was told by the Physio that they would be asking for some pain relief for me - that was nearly two hours ago.”

“Oh, I apologise, we have had other people to look after…”

“And I’m not entitled to the same care?”

“I didn’t say that.”

Butcher half smiled, “You didn’t have to, I can see it in your expression. Why should someone like me be treated in hospital, after all I don’t pay taxes, do I? I’m already costing enough as it is, aren‘t I?”

“Enough, Butcher,” Blanchford’s order was spoken softly but the convict subsided.

The Sister said nothing for some seconds then she glared across, “And if I do think that? What of it? Why should you be offered any medical help after what you’ve done?”

Butcher closed her eyes, thinking, then began to speak,
“Whatever houses I may visit, I will come for the benefit of the sick, remaining free of all intentional injustice, of all mischief …” she paused then added, “… be they free or slaves.”

The woman’s eyes widened, “How do you know that?”

Butcher’s smile widened, “Recognise it, do you? Part of the Hippocratic Oath - I missed out the bit about sexual relationships - it wasn’t appropriate. Rest is though, isn’t it?”

“How do you know that?” the question was repeated with more insistence.

Butcher’s eyes darkened, “Friend of mine studied Greek, she taught it to me once. If all the medical people had kept to that oath the profession would be in a much better state now, wouldn’t it?”

There was a long silence during which both Butcher and Officer Blanchford noticed the Sister’s face slowly flush red with embarrassment. After swallowing a few times she nodded, “Yes Butcher, it would,” she began, “and you have managed to remind me of the reason I entered Nursing. To help those who are sick. I’m sorry, your medication should have been brought to you some time ago. I shouldn’t have liste…I should have made up my own mind. I bring you an injection right away.”

“Thanks Sister,” Butcher said quietly, “I don’t expect people to like me but…”

“Yes,” the Sister said quickly, she left the room.


Butcher stopped there in her recital of the morning’s events as the door opened and a somewhat flustered Surgeon appeared,

“Miss Shaw? Your guard was most insistent that I see you immediately, practically dragged me out of my clinic. What is so important?”

Geri Shaw said nothing, merely indicated Butcher, lying on the bed. Perry frowned and glanced across cursorily then stopped, looked again. He moved to the bed, reaching out a hand to feel the pulse at Butcher’s wrist, then swiftly connected the machine to check blood pressure. He then moved to check through the drug chart on the bottom of the bed. He frowned and walked across to the door, the other inhabitants in the room heard him talking to one of the nurses outside and, a short time later a nurse appeared with a small tray. The Surgeon took it from her and walked back across to Butcher. He swiftly placed the injection into the top of her thigh,

“That should start to work very soon,” he said quickly, “I don’t know what’s happened, you should have been given something for pain long before this.”

Butcher nodded slowly, “Thanks Doc.”

Perry looked across at Shaw, “You were quite correct to call me, Miss Shaw,” he said somewhat stiffly, “I understand there has been some trouble here…but that is no excuse. I will leave instructions that pain relief is to be given regularly in future.”

“Thank you Doctor.”

The Surgeon left the room and Shaw looked over at Butcher, “Hopefully that will start to work soon, Butcher,” she began, “before it sends you to sleep can you complete your tale?”

#158:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 7:02 pm
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Talk about pre-judging! That was inexcusable. Thanks Lesley - I think.

#159:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 7:05 pm
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So what happened after that?

#160:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 7:07 pm
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Nice one, Butcher. And it hit the mark! But if it did, why didn't she get her pain relief? Why did the sister not bring it? And it seems the story of her bravery hasn't percolated. Evil or Very Mad

It seems that some people are indeed more equal than others. (Sorry, Lesley. Laughing Have finally read it! Rolling Eyes )

#161:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 7:33 pm
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Well, I don't think much of that Sister, or the other nurses. If they knew their job, they would realise that Butcher's injuries would stop her doing much, if anything to them. What were they expecting? That Butcher would get out of bed and chase them, shouting, 'Hold still whilst I murder you!'?

#162:  Author: LottieLocation: Humphrey's Corner PostPosted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 8:34 pm
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It's definitely time someone told those nursing staff exactly how Butcher came by her injuries. Perhaps they'll bring themselves to show her a little human decency, if not compassion.

Thanks, Lesley.

#163:  Author: TaraLocation: Malvern, Worcestershire PostPosted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 10:49 pm
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Very telling. Interesting that the people who are actually willing to relate to Butcher very quickly change their preconceived ideas about her. It sounds as if Matron had told Sister not to give the pain relief? Looking forward to her appearance in Butcher's recital.

Thanks, Lesley.

#164:  Author: CathyLocation: Sydney, Australia PostPosted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 2:07 am
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The treatment of Butcher by some of the medical staff here is shameful, but to a certain extent I can see where they are coming from (not that I think that excuses it). All they know is that she's a dangerous criminal, a murderer (which she is) and they haven't had the opportunity to get to know her, like we've seen her through Lesley's stories.

Several years ago a young man named Martin Bryant opened fire at Port Arthur (Tasmania, tourist attraction, formal penal colony"). He callously murdered many people, including someone I had gone to school with. Feelings ran high at the time and I do remember media reports on the distress of the hospital staff who had to treat him (among other things he had managed to set fire to himself -- long story, which I don't want to re-hash here).

Such was my anger and grief at the time I don't know how I would have coped myself, had I been one of those medical staff who had to take care of him in the hospital. So I can see where the staff in this story are coming from, although, as I've already said, that doesn't excuse it.

Cathy

#165:  Author: Ruth BLocation: Oxford, UK PostPosted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 7:38 am
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Quote:
Why should you be offered any medical help after what you’ve done?”


What? Saved the life of someone who holds an office she detests?

#166:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 10:55 am
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Can see the difficulties for the hospital staff it's hard to alter preconceived ideas but at the same time they should be professional enough to see past what they think Butcher is to give her the treatment she urgently needs.

Thanks Lesley

#167:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 11:43 am
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I wonder who that sister shouldn't have listened to?

And I wonder what they think Butcher's done?

Thank you Lesley.

#168:  Author: MirandaLocation: Perth, Western Australia PostPosted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 12:10 pm
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And I wonder what they think Butcher's done?


Well as we all know, there isn't really a lot she HASN'T done Laughing But when you throw saving the life of a friend at extreme risk to your own into the mix, then that alters the whole balance somewhat.

(I think I may have just mixed my metaphors Embarassed)

#169:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 9:26 pm
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It was only minutes after the Sister left that the door opened again and the Hospital Matron walked in carrying a small medicine tray. She looked across at the Prison Guard,

“Sister said that the patient needs analgesia?”

Amanda Blanchford nodded, “Yes, that’s correct.”

The Matron smiled slightly, “Very well, I will need to examine the wound, could you please wait outside?”

“Of course, Matron,” Blanchford shot a glance toward her prisoner before exiting the room. Butcher looked over at the Matron, the woman was in her early forties, tall and slim. She had previously only seen her when accompanied on formal Ward Rounds.

“Doctor Perry looked at the wound yesterday, Matron,” she said, “he said it didn’t need to be touched today.”

“It’s Mr Perry,” the Matron replied quickly, “and I’m well aware of what was said.” She drew down the sheet covering Butcher’s chest and lifted up the gown before pulling on a pair of sterile gloves. Working swiftly she loosened the tape holding the dressings in place and slowly removed the one covering the incision down the centre of Butcher’s ribs - the one the surgeon had made to open the rib cage. She looked at the wound, “That’s healing well,” she said quickly.

Butcher nodded, “I normally heal well.”

The Matron looked over sharply, “You’ve had this sort of thing happen before, have you?”

Butcher shook her head, “No,” she said quietly, “this is the first time I’ve ever been shot.”

The Matron didn’t reply, instead concentrating on changing the dressing - once complete she looked at the other wound, the one covering the actual wound itself, “This one’s not too bad, either,” she remarked, “though it’s taking longer to heal. To be expected, though - the damage to two of the ribs was so extensive that Mr Perry had to repair them with metal implants.”

“I didn’t know that,” Butcher replied with some surprise.

The Matron gazed across, “Mr Perry is an excellent Surgeon,” she said, “regardless of the identity of the patient he will always do the best for them,” the expression on her face was not fear, though Butcher wasn’t quite sure what it was, only that the woman was definitely not afraid.

“That’s good to hear,” Butcher said quietly, she then smiled slightly as a thought struck her.

“Something funny?” the Matron’s face remained impassive.

Butcher nodded, “Only that, in the prison, I work in the metal shop - it’s gonna really p*** the screws, each time they run the metal detector over me, it’ll beep.”

The Matron finished changing the second dressing and disposed of all the soiled material in the clinical waste bin. She quickly washed her hands and then walked back across to stand beside the bed to Butcher’s bed,

“I suppose you intend to use that fact to try and smuggle weapons?” The woman’s face was angry.

Butcher shook her head, “No, just annoy the screws. As I’m sure you know, I’m a lifer, will spend the rest of my life inside. You learn pretty quick to take what laughs you can.”

“Laughs? You find being in prison funny? After what you’ve done…”

“You ever been inside, Matron?” Butcher interrupted, “No? Didn’t think so. If you had you’d realise it wasn’t funny. You have no control of your destiny, can’t move freely, reliant on others for everything, food, water, shelter. You know that if there was a fire you could do nothing, have to ask permission to visit the lav, get a drink, anything…”

“You deserve it.”

Butcher nodded slightly, “Yeah, but that doesn’t make it any easier; being able to beat the screws at little stuff - keeps you going, keeps you sane.”

The Matron laughed, “You? Sane? I don’t think so. I read about you, you know, read about your crimes. Four murder convictions - you don’t deserve anything, you certainly don’t deserve medical care,” she lifted the small tray she had carried in with her, “nor do you deserve this.”

Butcher moved slightly and bit her lip, she stared across at the woman standing beside her, “You want me to beg for it?” she asked, “ain’t going to happen.”

“No? We’ll see,” the Matron replied, “you’ve managed to fool some of my staff but not me, I know what scum looks like. Your first murder, armed robbery wasn’t it?”

“Yes but…”

“My father…”

“No,” Butcher’s eyes widened, “Hibbert didn’t have any kids…”

“I mean, that’s how my father died, too. Shot during an armed robbery five years ago. He’d only gone in to pick up a form.”

“It wasn’t me, I was inside then,” Butcher said quickly, “I’m sorry about your Dad but it wasn’t me. And I didn’t kill Hibbert, it was my partner.”

“Liar!”

Butcher shook her head, “I didn’t kill Hibbert, all those I’ve killed at least had a fighting chance.”

“I don’t believe you,” the woman raised the syringe full of pain medicine and emptied the syringe on the floor, “and you’re not getting any of this.”

Butcher glared, “I’ll survive,” she said, “and I won’t ask you for anything.”

“No? Suppose I do this, then?” As she spoke she suddenly pressed down with all her strength on Butcher’s wound, Butcher’s face went white and her mouth opened in a soundless scream. She scrabbled desperately to move the Matron’s hands but her own weakness and the superior position of the Matron made that impossible. “Beg me, Butcher!” The woman hissed.

Butcher said nothing but, with a desperate strength, folded her right hand into a karate punch, knuckle protruding, and punched the woman in the face.

#170:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 9:40 pm
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Wow. That was powerful.
Thanks.

#171:  Author: TaraLocation: Malvern, Worcestershire PostPosted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 10:52 pm
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That goes some way to explaining the violence of Matron's reactions, anyway, and they're human enough. But betraying her vocation and deliberately causing unnecessary pain and distress isn't going to exorcise her own demons, it's just trapping her in a downward spiral of sadism.

Butcher might not have been involved in those particular incidents, but her past actions have made her part of a sort of fraternity of crime which, I suppose, does link her to them in a way - enough to understand how Matron feels, anyway. But we know Butcher is so much more than that and, in some ways, so much nobler than that - and I don't suppose any of us is blaming her for that punch!

#172:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 11:01 pm
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I hope someone finds out exactly what that Matron did and hauls her over burning burning hot coals for it.

Thanks Lesley

#173:  Author: Ruth BLocation: Oxford, UK PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 6:47 am
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It explains Matron's actions but she was still thoroughly unprofessional and deserves to be struck off.

Reading this reminds me of the episode of the West Wing "Swiss Diplomacy" The son of the Ayatollah of Iran has a heart condition and needs surgery. The only doctor available to do it is in the US, to where he fled after his family were tortured and killed. The President doesn't feel he should order the Doctor to perform the surgery and has the following conversation with his wife:

Quote:
ABBEY What's the problem, Jed? Don't tell me there's a problem with State...
BARTLET The only doctor available won't do it.
ABBEY He's Jewish?
BARTLET Persian.
ABBEY He doesn't have a choice.
BARTLET Abbey...
ABBEY He doesn't. Doctors aren't instruments of the state, and they're not allowed to choose patients on spec.
BARTLET I can't order him to do it.
ABBEY Yes, you can.
BARTLET Through the power vested in me by you?
ABBEY Samuel Mudd set Booth's leg after he shot Lincoln. Doctors are liable in this country if they don't treat the patient right in front of them.
BARTLET Just for the record, this is why we don't talk about foreign policy. Which we do, and you don't think we do it enough.
ABBEY Why?
BARTLET Because Samuel Mudd was tried and convicted of treason for setting that leg.
ABBEY So?
BARTLET What 'so'?
ABBEY So that's the way it goes. You set the leg.

#174:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 7:02 am
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And in doing that the matron demonstrates just how close she is to what she professes to despise.

#175:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 10:32 am
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Cath V-P wrote:
And in doing that the matron demonstrates just how close she is to what she professes to despise.


*Agrees*

#176:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 11:12 am
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A Matron, above all others, should put her personal feelings aside and not only treat the patient, but should do no harm.

She deserved the punch in the face.

#177:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 4:13 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. The Matron still sounds horrible.

#178:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 4:26 pm
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Ah. Well. That certainly explains (and imo excuses) the punch.

If the Matron can't distance herself from this and treat Butcher as just a patient then couldn't she explain this to some one and leave Butcher to her colleagues. Surely they'd be understanding given the circumstances of the Matron's father's death.

And if she doesn't want to distance herself then I don't see that she's exactly got the moral high ground here.

Thanks Lesley.

#179:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 5:15 pm
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I agree with everyone else. Butcher followed the only course available to her. I hope she gets what she deserves. I can understand her feelings, however, deliberate cruelty to a patient regardless of who they are cannot be forgiven nor justified. poke

#180:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 6:34 pm
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That Matron was deliberately torturing a patient. That puts her on a par with any violent prisoner. She deserved everything she got.

#181:  Author: ChelseaLocation: Your Imagination PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 7:03 pm
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The problem is that the matron will never admit to toturing Butcher and who are most believe going to believe - a hospital matron or a convicted felon?

#182:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 7:42 pm
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The lack of medication will speak on her behalf.

#183:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 7:48 pm
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She went in there with the deliberate intention of hurting a patient - so that makes her litttle better than any of the murderers she professes to hate. She may have had a reason, but that doesn't make it an excuse.

I shall be waiting for Geri's reaction to all this.

Thanks, Lesley

#184:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 8:47 pm
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Butcher stopped her recitation and looked across at the woman standing beside her, “I swear, Governor, that’s what happened.”

Miss Shaw nodded slightly, her expression grim, “Yes Butcher, I believe you. You do realise though that…”

“I can’t prove it?” Butcher nodded slightly, “Yeah, I know. And no-one else will take my word for it.” She took a breath, wincing as the pain caught her again, then turned toward Shaw again, “I can understand how she feels, in a way,” she continued, “when I was talking to my family, if someone had hurt them…”

“That’s beside the point, Butcher,” Shaw returned firmly, “as a Nursing Professional she has a duty of care to her patients. At the very most she should have contacted her superiors to tell them about the situation and that she did not feel able to give you of her best. They could have arranged ‘gardening leave’ so that she not come into contact with you. Instead, not only has she assaulted you herself, she has obviously attempted to influence how others act - her behaviour is inexcusable.”

There was a pause, during which Geri Shaw walked across to stare out of the window, after almost a minute she sighed and walked back to the bed, “Which makes what I’m about to do even more difficult,” she said regretfully. “As Officer Blanchford already knows, I had three calls about this incident, one was from her, the other two were from the Matron here and from Mrs Shipley, Head of the Prison Board.”

“That must have been pleasant,” Butcher remarked, her face relaxing slightly as the injection started to work.

“Hardly,” Shaw replied quickly, “you may not be aware of it, but this hospital is the only one that will accept serving inmates and has the expertise to deal with severe trauma cases. No other hospital in the Melbourne area is prepared to accept the risk.”

“Take me back to the Prison then,” Butcher said.

Shaw shook her head, “I can’t do that, not yet. You’re not well enough, Butcher. However for you to remain here there are stringent conditions,” she turned to the Prison Guard, “your case, where is it?”

Blanchford frowned slightly then nodded, “Over there, Governor,” she pointed.

Shaw looked across to see a locked attaché case on the chair over near the window, she held out her hand, “The key, please.”

The Guard passed across a key and Shaw walked over and opened the case, a short time later she was standing next to Butcher once more, holding two sets of handcuffs in her hand. The chain between the cuffs on both sets was about a foot long, allowing rather more movement than the norm. Shaw looked down at the woman in the bed,

“I’m sorry Butcher, but the conditions are that you not have the opportunity to assault another member of the medical or nursing staff. I know you had good reason but the orders are not mine.”

Butcher said nothing, just stared across at the Governor in silence.

Shaw nodded, “You need to stay in this hospital for a while longer,” she explained, “the Prison Hospital does not have the facilities to look after you. When you return to my prison I want you to be fit and well.”

Butcher nodded very slightly, “My prison,” she said, her dark eyes sparkling.

Shaw smiled slightly, “We can debate that another time. For now, give me your hand.”

Officer Blanchford watched in silence as Butcher slowly raised her arm and allowed the Governor to fix one of the cuffs around the convict’s wrist. Miss Shaw then fastened the other cuff to the bed, allowing Butcher enough lee-way only to raise her hand about a foot from the bed. Shaw then moved round to the other side and did the same to Butcher’s left wrist. With a quick nod to herself Amanda Blanchford acknowledged that Shaw was probably the only person Butcher would ever have allowed to restrain her in such circumstances.

As Shaw finished fixing the second cuff to the bed Butcher looked across, “Don’t leave me defenceless, Shaw.”

“I won’t,” Geri Shaw replied softly. “The restraints are because of a direct order to me from the Prison Board, however I have a further order.” She looked across at the Prison Guard, “Officer Blanchford?”

Blanchford straightened, “Governor?”

“Effective immediately the terms of your spell on guard are changed. From now on you are not only responsible for ensuring the security of the prisoner, Butcher, you are also responsible for her safety. Do you understand?”

“Yes Governor.”

“That means that you will remain with Butcher at all times, you do not leave this room unless it is to accompany Butcher to another place. Should you need a comfort break you will first lock that door,” Shaw pointed at the door leading to the corridor, “and then use the en-suite facilities. You will not do so if there is anyone else in the room, unless it is another member of Staff from the Prison.”

“Understood Miss Shaw,” Amanda Blanchford looked across to see that Butcher was avidly listening.

“And finally, Officer Blanchford,” Shaw continued, “you will keep Butcher in sight at all times, regardless of what tests, procedures or investigations she is having. Should any member of the hospital staff ask you to leave you will firmly insist that you stay so that Butcher’s safety is assured. You will pass on these orders to any other prison guard. Understood?”

“Understood, Governor,” Amanda replied promptly.

Shaw nodded, “I have to go now, Butcher,” she said, “but I’ll be back later today.”

“Thanks Governor.”

#185:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 9:00 pm
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I don't see what else Geri could have done, and hopefully Butcher sees that as well, her co-op makes that look likely.


So I presume the Real hospital doesn't have the skills as opposed to not being willing?

#186:  Author: TaraLocation: Malvern, Worcestershire PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 11:16 pm
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Oh no! I can't bear the thought of Butcher helpless and shackled, it's really horrible. Lesley, how can you sleep at night?

Geri was in an impossible situation there, and has done her best, but I am very, very uneasy. There's too much hostility and violence washing around for Butcher to be left this vulnerable.

#187:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 11:43 pm
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What dreadful situation for them. And Butcher displayed an awareness of why the matron acted like that that speaks well of her her understanding of human behaviour. And how much she trusts Geri to allow herself to be restrained like that.

#188:  Author: MirandaLocation: Perth, Western Australia PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 1:19 am
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Butcher nodded very slightly, “My prison,” she said, her dark eyes sparkling.
Shaw smiled slightly, “We can debate that another time."

Laughing Laughing

Given the circumstances, I don't see a lot else that Geri could do... But what I'm worried about is if there is a different guard in the room - one who isn't willing to follow Geri's orders to protect Butcher... *WIBBLE*

Does Butcher still have use of her legs I wonder?

#189:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 10:15 am
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I can understand why Geri did that. I also suspect she will have a lot of influence over the selection of guards (for example, Pat would be another one that she would trust there). It does show the relationship between Geri and Butcher ... and loved the comments about 'My prison' Laughing

#190:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 10:53 am
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Well, at least the Matron won't torture Butcher again, not with a witness in the room. But where do the hospital staff go from here?

#191:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 4:37 pm
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Jennie wrote:
Well, at least the Matron won't torture Butcher again, not with a witness in the room. But where do the hospital staff go from here?


I was wondering that, clearly Matron has a lot of influence over the other staff as illustrated by their attitude to Butcher, I wonder if the story of her alleged assault will cause the staff who had ignored Matron's influence to treat Butcher differently?

Thanks Lesley

#192:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 4:51 pm
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Butcher trusted Geri to allow her to do such a thing - and Geri trusts members of her staff, doesn't she? Without them she couln't be sure what else might go on, especially now Butcher is powerless to help herself.

Thanks, Lesley

#193:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 6:45 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I can see that Geri didn't have a choice.

#194:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 8:37 pm
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Shaw stalked along the corridor toward the Nurse’s Station; a number of the nurses were standing there, including the Ward Sister. As Geri reached the Station another figure appeared,

“Ah, Miss Shaw, I trust that my Staff will not be exposed to any more danger?”

Shaw looked across, noting in passing that, while Butcher was obviously weak at the moment, she was still strong enough to break the Matron’s nose, “Well that depends, Matron,” she said coolly, “were you planning on assaulting anyone else?”

The woman’s face was already flushed due to her injury, but Geri was pleased to note that it darkened still further at this response, “I-I’m afraid I have no…”

“You know what I mean, Matron,” Geri replied, “but for the benefit of your staff here I will spell it out. You deliberately and maliciously assaulted my prisoner, withheld analgesia and caused her to react. If that had been me I would have reacted in the same way and I am very pleased that her attack on you left its mark.”

“How dare you…” the woman got no further.

“How dare I? Because I am disgusted at your lack of professionalism, Matron. In the Prison Service we are taught, during basic training, to leave our own opinions and thoughts at home. To care for, guard and look after our prisoners without judging them. I would have thought that a senior member of a ‘caring’ profession could do no less. If you had serious issues about Butcher’s record you should have absented yourself from her care. Instead you not only attempt to influence your staff, but you attempt to torture and hurt her.”

The Matron swallowed sharply, glanced round at those of her staff watching, she rallied somewhat, “I don’t know what lies Butcher has been telling you,” she began.

“Butcher doesn’t lie,” Shaw responded, “she has told me the truth - you emptied the syringe of medication on the floor then, when she refused to beg for more, pressed down with all your weight over her wound. It was at that point that she hit you.”

“This is ridiculous, you have no proof of your allegations, Miss Shaw.”

“No, I have no proof,” Geri replied, “and that is to your advantage, because if I had proof then you would now be under arrest. I sincerely hope you can live with your conscience, Matron. As to the rest of you,” she turned to look at the other nurses gathered around, “I have been ordered to ensure that Butcher is no longer capable of attacking any of the hospital staff - that I have done. However I have also left orders that my staff now ensure Butcher’s safety - I don’t trust any of you. Some of you are already aware of this, but for those that are not - the reason Butcher is here, the reason she was badly injured? Because she pushed me out of the way of a bullet - the same bullet that caused all of her injuries and nearly killed her. She deserved to be treated with consideration and with respect. I will be making enquiries about moving Butcher to another hospital as soon as possible - I no longer trust that she will receive adequate care here.” As she completed her final speech Geri Shaw turned on her heel and stalked out of the ward.

#195:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 8:51 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. Geri did a brilliant speech there.

#196:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 8:54 pm
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Well done Geri. Did they really thihnk there'd be no come-back at all? That Geri would just let that sort of thing go?

#197:  Author: Elder in OntarioLocation: Ontario, Canada PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 8:56 pm
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Oh boy - that was Geri at her stateliest - she certainly put them all, from Matron downwards, in their places there, didn't she. I saw definite shades of Hilda there!

But she was quite right - if Matron couldn't keep her personal feelings out of her professional life, and I can see it could be hard in this particular instance, she should have removed herself from Butcher's care immediately. Not sure if Butcher will be relieved or embarrassed that the hospital staff now know exactly how she was injured, though.

Thanks, Lesley

#198:  Author: LottieLocation: Humphrey's Corner PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 8:58 pm
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Well said, Geri!

Thanks, Lesley!

#199:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 9:00 pm
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They needed to know how she was injured. Talk about prejudice!

#200:  Author: LyanneLocation: Ipswich, England PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 9:10 pm
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Surely it was in the papers anyway? Can't they read?

#201:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 9:29 pm
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Well said Geri!!

Thanks Lesley

#202:  Author: TaraLocation: Malvern, Worcestershire PostPosted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 10:55 pm
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Wonderful defence of Butcher - and of professionalism, truth and justice. Glad she had the courage and conviction to make sure the truth was known, even without hard proof. Hope it hits home hard to the staff.

#203:  Author: Ruth BLocation: Oxford, UK PostPosted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 6:53 am
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*Applauds Geri*

#204:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 7:06 am
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Joins the applause. Well done Geri!

ETA: A performance worthy of Hilda!


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#205:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 8:34 am
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Well done Geri.

#206:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 10:22 am
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Go, Geri, Go!

#207:  Author: jtcw78 PostPosted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 12:34 pm
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Wow Lesley - I've just read my way right through from RCS1 in the last week or so, and it's fantastic. The only trouble is that now I have to wait for the next installments!

Thanks very much.

Jacqui

#208:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 8:14 pm
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Lesley wrote:
Shaw looked across, noting in passing that, while Butcher was obviously weak at the moment, she was still strong enough to break the Matron’s nose,

How did she stop herself smiling and cheering? Twisted Evil

Way to go, Geri! Matron deserved every word - and then some!

Thanks, Lesley.

#209:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 9:32 pm
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Well done Geri!!!

Hope the Matron is suitably ashamed and embarrassed. She deserved all she got there.

Thank you Lesley

#210:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 10:18 am
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The next few days were quiet at the hospital; Butcher’s condition was somewhat hampered by the cuffs however neither the Matron nor Mrs Shipley would countenance removing them. The majority of the other nurses and other medical staff now gave reasonable care to Butcher, pushed to do so by the Ward Sister and helped, surprisingly, by one of the most junior staff, student nurse Barrett. However Butcher’s rate of recovery slowed quite considerably due to her not being able to leave her bed. The Governor had argued in vain with Joyce Shipley however the only concession that the Prison Board Head would make was that if Miss Shaw could find another hospital that would accept Butcher then the ruling would be reconsidered. The Governor had tried, in vain, to find another hospital, but all of them either refused to take prisoners, were too far from the Prison, or didn’t have the medical expertise necessary.

Saturday evening and it was almost nine pm before Geri Shaw finally managed to get home; as she let herself into her flat she sighed deeply,

“OK Geri,” she said quietly to herself, “you were out of the house before six, this morning, you managed a ten minute lunch break and didn’t drink enough fluids - which, I’m sure, is part of the reason you’ve got a headache. You’ve spent most of the day arguing with the Head of the Prison Board who has never spent even one day inside as an inmate or an officer and has this naïve assumption, despite convincing proof otherwise, that those not in prison must always be in the right. Working on Graeme’s farm as an aging farmhand sounds more and more appealing - I’m sure they only work a twelve hour day…”

“You do know that talking to yourself is the first sign of incipient madness, don’t you?” The ‘cut-glass’ English accent broke into Geri’s musings, startling her, she spun round. Ruth Derwent stood in the open doorway, “You’d left your front door open,” she continued, explaining her presence, “you know you should be more careful - you may not be aware of it but there are people called ‘thieves’ about.”

Geri Shaw’s face relaxed into a smile, “I think I may have encountered one or two,” she said blandly. She frowned, “Not that it’s not good to see you, Ruth,” she continued, “but what are you doing here?”

Ruth sighed and raised her eyes to the ceiling, “I knew it,” she whispered, “I knew you’d forget, I should have called last night to remind you. I’ve got tickets to the theatre, remember? We’re supposed to be going tonight?”

Geri placed a hand over her face, drew it down, “On no, I’m sorry, Ruth, that totally slipped my mind - give me a couple of minutes to get changed…” she stopped as Ruth shook her head,

“The theatre can wait,” she said softly, “you don’t look in any fit state to be doing anything except go to bed. Surely there can’t be that many problems at the prison? I mean you’ve been in charge more than six months now, what’s gone wrong?” After shutting the front door, she followed Shaw into the lounge and the two women sat opposite each other on the sofas available.

Geri smiled ruefully, “If it were just the prison I’d have been able to leave work early,” she said. “No, my problem is a combination of people who are in positions of authority even though they’ve never worked inside, and hospital staff who seem to have forgotten that their job is to treat the sick, not judge them.”

“You mean Butcher?”

“I do,” Geri gave a quick résumé of events in the hospital earlier that day, at the end of it she sighed then said, “and ever since I’ve been trying to find another hospital where Butcher can be treated. I know she has performed some terrible acts in the past, Ruth, but no-one deserves that type of treatment. Most people can’t see it but there is a lot of good in…” she stopped as Ruth raised a hand.

“You’re preaching to the converted, Geri,” she said with a smile, “I was there, remember? When Butcher saved us fourteen months ago.”

Geri Shaw returned the smile, “Was it really such a short time ago? It seems like a lot longer.”

“True,” Ruth agreed, “but, as I said, Butcher returning in that siege was the only reason that you survived, and probably also the only reason any of we teachers got out. I’m sure, had she not been there, Sullivan would have killed both of us.”

Geri nodded, deep in thought, she shook herself suddenly, banishing the thoughts of the siege, “Quite possibly,” she said, “though your boss must take some credit for that, too.”

“Hilda?” Ruth smiled, “Yes, perhaps - and speaking of Hilda - have you spoken to her or Nell about your current problem?”

“How could they help?” Geri looked puzzled, “I know the School is empty at the moment but…”

“Not the School - the hospital,” when Geri continued to look puzzled Ruth continued, “the Real Hospital? I know you’ve been there - you visited Nell in there when she was stabbed, didn’t you?”

“Yes, I know the hospital, but isn’t that owned by Madge Russell and RCS Industries?”

“It is,” Ruth agreed, “but Hilda and Nell are permanent members of the Board - I’m sure they could arrange for Butcher to be transferred there.”

Geri’s expression suddenly became hopeful, “You think so? But why haven’t I, or my secretary, thrown this hospital up during our searches?”

Ruth shrugged, “It’s a privately funded hospital, perhaps you were only looking at State run ones?


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#211:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 12:26 pm
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Oh wonderful! Now Butcher and Geri and Hilda and Nell can all have adventures together, defying death at every turn - once Butcher is recovered, of course! Laughing

Seriously, Ruth's idea will get them all out of a very hard situation. But what about those *consequences* of the title? Shocked

Thanks, Lesley.

#212:  Author: leahbelleLocation: Kilmarnock PostPosted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 3:38 pm
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Fantastic, Lesley, thank you.

#213:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 6:28 pm
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Thank you Lesley. Great idea of Ruth's, and I loved her line about thieves.

#214:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 6:56 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I hope the Real Hospital will take Butcher.

#215:  Author: Identity HuntLocation: UK PostPosted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 7:28 pm
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Lesley, this has just been wonderful.
Thank you !

#216:  Author: TaraLocation: Malvern, Worcestershire PostPosted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:08 am
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I hadn't thought of the effect on Butcher's recovery of her enforced immobility, but of course it would hold her back. I don't like this Joyce Shipley at all. Very typical of people who have authority without ever having done the job of the people they're in charge of, and always a recipe for disaster.

Geri must be in a state if she's forgotten basic security (and I liked a twelve hour day of hard labour seeming a reasonable alternative)! But good for Ruth in thinking of the Real Hospital, it's time Hilda and Nell rode to the rescue.

#217:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:34 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I thought it was about time someone thought of the real Hospital.

#218:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 2:24 pm
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Glad Ruth was there for Geri.

Thanks Lesley

#219:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 3:26 pm
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Yay!!!!! Very Happy

And perhaps Nurse Barrett could get a job at the Real Hospital too? Wink

Thanks Lesley.

#220:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 9:37 pm
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By midday on Monday Cherry Elliott was flagging; she had spent the morning shopping, not food shopping - which she found exceptionally boring - but shopping for clothes. As she knew that her son did not share her love for shopping she had left him with Hilda and Nell, Robbie would have made a pleasurable experience extremely dire had he been force to trail around with his Mummy. Instead Cherry had spent a leisurely morning visiting all the boutiques and department stores, wandering among the stalls and street vendors. She had saved up all her overtime money and was able to indulge herself buying two skirts, a pair of shoes, two tops and a swimsuit for herself - as well as managing to find a matching bag for the shoes - and finding a new pair of football boots for Robbie, another Captain Underpants book and a new book The Bugalugs Bum Thief.

‘I’ll have a quick coffee before heading home,’ she decided, looking round for the nearest coffee bar. As she did so she was suddenly aware of a slight movement behind her and an increase in weight to her bag. She reached into her bag and her right hand clamped onto the hand of another already in there, attempting to find her purse. Keeping a tight hold on the wrist of the other person she dragged them over into a quiet corner of the shopping precinct then spun round, saw the hand belonged to a thin woman only a few years older than herself,

“Nothing but trouble there, love,” Cherry said sternly, twisting the wrist slightly and pushing on the pressure point, “I’m no mark, take your business somewhere else!”

“What you talking about?” the woman spat, “take your hands off me! I’ll call the cops.”

Cherry shrugged, “Go ahead,” she said, “doesn’t bother me. I’ve got nothing to hide - but you have. You were trying to lift my purse and you’re not even all that good at it.”

“What the Hell would you know about it?”

“Much more than you think,” Cherry replied, she brought the woman’s hand out of her bag then released her, “now get lost or I’ll call the cops myself.”

The woman rubbed her wrist, “Why? Why’d you let me go?”

“Everyone deserves a chance,” Cherry said, “I don’t know what your situation is, but I’ve been there. Couple of years ago now, but I know. Now get lost!”

The woman looked puzzled, backed away slightly, “How can you know anything?” she said quickly, “you ain’t been in my situation.”

“Two years ago I was,” Cherry said, frowning, “come into the light, would you?”

“What, so you can grab me again? No way,” the woman backed away.

“Don’t be stupid,” Cherry said impatiently, “I’m sure I recognise your voice,” she moved forward quickly to turn the woman round to the light and her jaw dropped, “Jen Sutton, it is you.”

The woman’s faced showed fear on hearing the name, she wrenched herself from Cherry’s grip, backed away further, “I don’t know you, who are you?”

“Of course you know me,” Cherry replied quickly, “I’m Cherry, Cherry Elliott. We lived next door to each other, used to baby-sit each other’s kids. Last time I saw you was the night before I was nicked.”



“So you’re Butcher, then?”

The voice was not one known to Butcher and she was immediately intrigued, she had thought she’d met all the nurses on the ward, more importantly though, this was the first one of the medical staff that sounded even halfway friendly. She opened her eyes and looked across,

“Who’s asking?” she said, surprised at just how weak her voice sounded.

The woman frowned slightly on hearing the weakness in the voice but then smiled, meeting Butcher’s gaze without, apparently, any fear, she replied, “Barbara Henschell, Matron Barbara Henschell, that is,”

Butcher took a few quick shallow breaths and frowned, “I didn’t know there could be more than one Matron in a hospital,”

“There can’t,” Barbara agreed, “I’m not Matron of this hospital,”

“Oh,” Butcher nodded slightly, then continued, “then why…?”

“Am I here?” Barbara smiled, “That’s easy, you’re being transferred to my hospital, I’m here to assess you.”

Butcher frowned and shook her head slightly, “No other hospital will take me,” she said, her voice very quiet.

“Why not?”

Butcher laughed, though without much amusement, “Don’t you know?” She jerked her head toward where the armed guard stood, watching her, “I’m too much of a risk.”

“Well it was rather difficult to miss your guard,” Barbara said with a smile, “but that’s immaterial - you’re being transferred. Your Governor arranged it - she’s friends with two of the Directors of my Hospital. You might know them? Hilda Annersley and Nell Wilson?”

Butcher smiled, “Yes, I know them,” she said, seeming to relax somewhat.

#221:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 10:44 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. It's good that Butcher is being transferred.

#222:  Author: TaraLocation: Malvern, Worcestershire PostPosted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 11:08 pm
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Ooh, somebody new! I hope Cherry will be able to help Jen climb out of the life she's leading, as she has done herself. Enjoyed her quick reactions - she knew just how to stop the theft!

Yay for Butcher being transferred. She knows them all right! She is still very weak, though. Sounds as if this will be a long job.

#223:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 5:01 am
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Lots of developments!

I've been wondering how evil-Matron knew about Butcher's record, yet seemed clueless about why she was there. Hope she's not in cahoots with Shipley.

*feels more confident now that Ruth's drawn Hilda & Nell in....*

Thank you, Lesley. Smile

#224:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 1:15 pm
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Thank you,Lesley. I'm sure Butcher will recover far more quickly out at Point Nepean, in a hospital where she can have lots of visitors, some of whom owe her their lives.

#225:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 4:01 pm
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Cherry really is taking after Hilda and Nell, isn't she?

And Butcher being given some surprising news. One can imagine her reaction. Laughing

Thanks, Lesley

#226:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 6:59 pm
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Now why am I wondering if there's any significance in Cherry & Jen's last meeting?

#227:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 9:26 pm
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Thanks Lesley hopefully now Butcher will get the treatment she needs to get well.

#228:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 9:47 pm
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“Well all the paperwork is being sorted out at the moment so I’ve got a chance to quickly examine you and check out your wound. The Surgeon will be along later, he’s chatting to Mr Perry at the moment -getting all the details about your surgery. Now, is it alright if I take a look at your wound?”

Butcher raised an eyebrow, “I’m hardly in a position to stop you,” she said with some irony.

Barbara frowned, “What do you mean?”

Instead of replying Butcher raised both her hands; the sheet covering her slipped down to reveal the chains on both wrists. Barbara’s eyes widened in shock,

“Who put these on you?” she whispered.

“Miss Shaw,” Butcher replied, “the Governor.”

Barbara’s expression became puzzled, “But…all I’ve heard about her says she is fair and just, an enlightened woman - this barbarism…”

Butcher shook her head, “Not Shaw’s fault, she had no choice,” she jerked her head toward the prison guard, “screw’ll tell you.”

The Prison Officer nodded as Barbara looked across, “Butcher is correct,” he said, “Miss Shaw was ordered to secure Butcher after an incident with the Matron of this hospital. It was the only way the Governor could keep Butcher here - she’s too ill to be looked after at the Prison Hospital. If Butcher is moved to another hospital Miss Shaw may be able to relax her ruling.”

“I see,” Barbara Henschell nodded, “well I suppose I had better proceed with the examination, as planned.”

She moved across to Butcher’s left side and went to pull down the sheet and lift the theatre gown then, seeing that the guard was still there, tried to get him to leave the room. The guard shook his head,

“Sorry Matron, orders, we don’t leave Butcher alone - it’s for her protection. Not that I think you’re about to attack Butcher but…” he shrugged.

“I see,” Barbara looked down at Butcher, “so long as you’re alright with it?”

Butcher smiled tiredly, “Thanks for asking, Matron - but don’t worry, no reason for me to be shy - after a few years in prison the screws have seen all you’ve got.”

Barbara smiled slightly and then gently pulled the gown up. The site of the gunshot wound and the surgical incision were both exposed as she efficiently removed both dressings. The incision, running down the centre of Butcher’s chest, was quickly checked and the dressing replaced. However Barbara spent a little longer examining the actual gunshot wound. She saw that the bullet had entered the body though the base of the left breast. It had then smashed through two ribs to lodge in the lung. The wound was healing cleanly but seemed to be taking far longer than would otherwise be expected. Barbara watched as Butcher breathed deeply and winced as pain caught her.

“Is your pain control adequate, Butcher?” Barbara had already checked the drug chart and seen that analgesia had been given regularly on most days.

“Not bad,” Butcher replied, “apart from last Thursday.”

“What of physiotherapy?”

“They’ve been in most days, but they can’t do much,” Butcher lifted one arm again to indicate the chain.

“Hmmm, well forcing you to remain prone or almost prone is not helping,” Barbara agreed, “at the very least you should be sitting upright in bed to allow good lung expansion.” She turned to the guard, “You said that your Governor could relax the ruling about these chains?”

“If she is being transferred, yes.”

“Well could you please contact her? I will just go and check when we will be leaving - the ambulance is already waiting,” she exited the room, leaving the guard to telephone to the Prison.

A short while later she returned with the Real Hospital Surgeon, he was an older man, probably in his early sixties. He didn’t seem in the least concerned about the fact that Butcher was a prisoner under guard, instead simply remarking that he had spent five years as a Prison Doctor in his youth, prior to specialising in surgery. He spent sometime examining Butcher and discussing with her the symptoms she was experiencing, he also questioned her about the type of work she normally did in the prison and tutted gently on hearing about the metal implants.

“Had I done the surgery the implants would have been plastic, not metal - still, young Perry wasn’t to know - did a good job otherwise,” He looked across at Barbara, “Ah, Matron, are you satisfied?”

“Almost Mr Ford,” Barbara smiled across, “just arranging transportation.”

“Good, well I’ll leave her in your capable hands,” Ford turned to Butcher, “I’ll see you back at the Real Hospital er…Butcher.”

“Thanks Mr Ford.”

Ford smiled and went to leave the room, he then stopped and lifted one of Butcher’s hands, “Matron, you are dealing with this?”

“Yes Mr Ford.”

“Good, let us at least wait until Butcher is capable of escaping before we restrict her movement so much.”

Barbara grinned then turned to look down at Butcher, “Don’t let his laid-back manner fool you,” she warned, “Liam Ford is one of the best surgeons I’ve seen - and he never lets anything surprise him.”

Butcher nodded, “At least he seems to know a bit about being inside,” she remarked, “so, am I moving today?”

“You are, everything’s ready, just one thing,” she turned to the guard, “did you speak to Miss Shaw? I want to have Butcher sitting up for the journey, not lying down.”

“I did,” the guard replied, “she has given permission for the cuffs to be removed. Her orders are for one long restraint to be used for the transfer.”

“How long?”

The guard shrugged, “Longest I’ve got with me is six feet I think, just so the public are reassured that Butcher can’t run - at least, not without taking the bed with her.”

“I’m staying in bed,” Butcher said softly.

Barbara smiled as the door opened again to admit two ambulance men and a stretcher, “Well not really, Butcher,” she said, “as soon as those cuffs are off we’ll be moving you across to this. Once in the ambulance I’ll lift the head so that you can sit up. Now, Officer, could you please remove the cuffs?”

“You cannot release her,” a voice from behind Barbara Henschell suddenly interrupted, “don’t you know what she is?”

Barbara turned to look at the person that had just entered the room, “What she is? What does that matter? I know that I’m looking at a patient who sustained a gunshot wound some days ago, required surgery to remove the bullet and part of her left lung. You are an experienced nurse, aren’t you? At least I presume so, considering that you hold the rank of Matron of this hospital,” she pointed toward Butcher, “your patient is being forced to remain lying almost flat, unable to move from her back, her breathing is being affected and I’m sure that her wounds are not being given a chance to heal. She needs to sit upright and she definitely needs some freedom of movement.”

“She’s a killer,” the Matron shot back, “she’s extremely dangerous. I will not accept responsibi…”

“You’re not being asked to,” Barbara interrupted angrily, “she’s no longer your responsibility,” she looked across at the woman chained to the bed, “Butcher? Do you intend to kill me?”

Butcher blinked slightly at the question then looked from Barbara to the other Matron, “Not today,” she said quietly, her eyes alight with amusement.

“Fine, that’ll do,” Barbara said with a grin, “I’ll worry about tomorrow when it comes. Officer? Take off those cuffs, I would like to ensure this patient is given adequate nursing care – it seems to have been sadly lacking up until now.”

Totally failing to hide his grin the prison officer moved forward and released Butcher from the cuffs.


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#229:  Author: LottieLocation: Humphrey's Corner PostPosted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 9:54 pm
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Lesley wrote:
“Butcher? Do you intend to kill me?”

Butcher blinked slightly at the question then looked from Barbara to the other Matron, “Not today,” she said quietly, her eyes alight with amusement.

“Fine, that’ll do,” Barbara said with a grin, “I’ll worry about tomorrow when it comes."

Nice one, Butcher, and Barbara! That put the Matron in her place.

Thanks, Lesley.

#230:  Author: Identity HuntLocation: UK PostPosted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 9:55 pm
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Way to go, Barbara !
Wink

#231:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 9:58 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I'm glad that Barbara stood up to Matron.

#232:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 10:06 pm
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Well done.Very Happy

#233:  Author: TaraLocation: Malvern, Worcestershire PostPosted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 10:46 pm
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Quote:
let us at least wait until Butcher is capable of escaping before we restrict her movement so much
Exactly! Bad case of overkill there, though the Matron doesn't seem to have learned much, she's as unpleasant as ever. Those restraints still give me the shudders. No wonder Butcher is taking so long to heal. Mr Ford is great, as is Barbara - love her question to Butcher! At least she'll be treated like a badly injured human being now.

#234:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 3:22 pm
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LOL!!
Nice one Barbara! Somehow I think you and Butcher are going to get on well!

Thank you Lesley.

#235:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 4:14 pm
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Go Barbara, go!

#236:  Author: LianeLocation: Manchester PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 5:52 pm
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Even in her weakened state Butcher has her fine sense of humour!
Thanks Lesley

#237:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 6:14 pm
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It is good to catch up with some familiar characters. I have enjoyed seeing Barbara meet Butcher - and glad to see that she is going to get some decent treatment. I am also very intrigued about Cherry meeting her former friend.

#238:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 7:20 pm
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Well done Barbara. That dealt with that nasty piece of work!!!

#239:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 8:00 pm
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Matron just couldn't resist sticking her oar in, could she, even now Butcher is leaving. But Barbara, like, Geri, is more than a match for her. Barbara seems to be a match for Butcher as well. Lovely excahnge. Laughing

Thanks, Lesley.

#240:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 8:20 pm
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Well done Barbara.

#241:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 8:28 pm
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“Did you want another coffee?” Cherry looked across at the woman opposite. The two were in a Chinese restaurant and Cherry had just treated her old friend to a huge, ‘all-you-can-eat’ meal. Jen Sutton was on her second helping; she looked up,

“Thanks Cherry, are you sure this is okay?”

“Of course it is Jen,” Cherry said with a quick smile, “I told you, I’ve got money now – not much, but enough to treat a friend to a meal when she’s down on her luck.”

“Sorry about this, not had a proper meal for two days,” Jen continued to eat with an intensity that would have surprised many. Cherry, having been in a similar state a few times in the past, was not surprised, she could remember more than one occasion when, to ensure that Robbie had enough to eat, she had gone hungry. She continued to speak,

“Is Lindy in school at the moment?”

Lindy was Jen’s daughter, just a few months older than Robbie. The two women having children of the same age had caused a natural friendship to grow between them, especially as they lived next door to each other, both renting tiny, self-contained flats in the same block. They had also managed to cover for each other whenever anyone from Social Services had been visiting, and had alternated evenings to look after the two children so that each of them could work full shifts at Pru’s Massage parlour.

Jen looked across, “Lindy? Yes, she’s at school at the moment. Doing really well, too. How’s Robbie?”

Cherry smiled, “He’s wonderful,” she said with warmth, “growing every day and soaking up everything. He’s a real little charmer too. I bet Lindy is prettier than ever, isn’t she?”

“Yeah, takes after her mum,” Jen said with a slight smile. “So what’s been happening with you, Cherry? I heard that you’d fallen on your feet – and can see that for myself. What happened – you were inside for six months, weren’t you?”

Cherry nodded, “Yes, the cops raided Pru’s place – the customer I was with was a plant – couldn’t talk my way out of it – I mean, he was right, I had been doing exactly what they charged me with.”

“Yeah, but a nine month sentence – harsh I call it. Social were round the next day – took Robbie – I couldn’t stop them.”

“No, I didn’t expect you to. I was just glad that he was alright.”

“And you met someone inside, did you?”

“I did,” Cherry smiled, “she shared my cell for less than a week, but it totally transformed my life – and Robbie’s.”

“What had she done?”

“Hilda?” Cherry shook her head, “Nothing, she was set up – for a murder – but it took six days for her friends to find the evidence to prove it. The Judge wouldn’t let her out on bail so she had to stay in. It was a bit of a culture shock for her but she coped with it. When she left she said that, if I wanted it, there was a job and a home at the School where she’s Headmistress.”

“And you’ve been there ever since?”

“Yeah, I’ve got a new life, friends, stability and School for Robbie, everything.”

“A man?”

Cherry blushed slightly, “Yeah, sort of, his name’s Shane, he’s a…” Cherry stopped suddenly then continued, “he’s in security. We’ve been seeing each other for some months now – and Robbie absolutely loves him.”

“He any good…you know?”

Cherry shook her head, “I don’t know,” she said quietly, her blush deepening, “we haven’t got that far yet.”

Jen laughed, “You’re joking? You haven’t even…? It must be love.”

“Maybe,” Cherry said quietly, “what about you? Anyone for you?”

“Living with a bloke at the moment,” Jen replied, “he’s good to me, really looks after me. But we’re both a bit skint at the moment.”

“Pru not able to give you more work? Or doesn’t he like you doing it?”

“Oh no, Callum’s fine with it,” Jen said quickly, “only Pru threw me out – dunno why – anyway, I’m just waiting ‘til she cools down, then I can get back with her. Anyway,” she quickly finished the rest of her meal and coffee, “I’ve got to get off, must pick up Lindy from the School.”

Cherry rose, “Okay Jen, but here, take this, just to tide you over,” she pressed a few notes into her friend’s hand, “not as much as if you’d swiped my purse,” she grinned, “but better than nothing.”

Jen looked at the money and her eyes filled with tears, “Thanks Cherry, I’ll pay you back, I swear.”

Cherry shook her head, “No need,” she said firmly, “you just look after yourself and Lindy, alright?”

Jen swallowed a few times and sniffed before nodding, “Thanks again.”

“I’ll be seeing you,” Cherry said, passing across a piece of paper, “and stay in touch, you hear? That’s my phone number and address – you need anything, just call.”

#242:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 8:51 pm
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How lovely of Cherry.

Now there is a good consequence, Jen is reaping the benefit of Hilda helping Cherry.

#243:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 10:02 pm
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Yes, it's called passing on the luck, and it's good to see Cherry doing it. Thanks, Lesley.

#244:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 11:04 pm
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I do like Cherry here. Very Happy
However, my nasty, suspicious brain fears that Jen's situation may be even worse shortly....

Thank you, Lesley.

#245:  Author: TaraLocation: Malvern, Worcestershire PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 11:19 pm
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This certainly isn't the last we'll see of her, I'm sure. Lovely to see Cherry sharing her own re-made life, but I'm a bit suspcious of Jen. Why did she get thrown out by Pru, I wonder. And is the boyfriend as nice as she suggests? And they are very broke. Hmm. Plenty to think about there.

#246:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 7:13 am
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Yes, I must say I am a bit worried. And knowing Lesley, there are bound to be a few more plot twists and turns ... Laughing

#247:  Author: leahbelleLocation: Kilmarnock PostPosted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 12:41 pm
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Thanks, Lesley Laughing .

#248:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 12:57 pm
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Cherry is so appreciative of what she has, courtesy of Hilda, isn't she? So appreciative, indeed, that she can't help but behave in the same way, be as unselfishly generous. We never know just what our influence is on other people, do we? Scary....

Is Jen up to no good? I hope not, for Cherry's sake.

Thanks, Lesley

#249:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 3:44 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. It might just be me, but I wondered if Jen didn't really want to talk about Lindy.

#250:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 12:51 am
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Cherry is so generous here, and so aware of how fortunate she has been... I hope none of this backfires on her. And I'm sure Robbie will love the book...I'd love to see Hilda's reaction when informed she has to read it to him! Laughing

#251:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 4:08 pm
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Thanks Lesley!

*also hoping Cherry's kindness will not backfire on her.*

#252:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 10:15 pm
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That evening Cherry related the details of her meeting with Jen to Shane Coates. The two of them were sat on the sofa in Cherry’s small flat at the top of the Domestic Staff Boarding House. Cherry had invited Shane there to spend the evening with Robbie and herself. Shane had brought across pizza for all three of them and joined in with Robbie’s normal evening routine, including playing some games, bath and reading a story. Robbie had insisted that his new book be read to him by Shane before he had settled down to sleep.

“And she was a friend of yours, before you were convicted?”

Cherry nodded, “She was, a really close one. She’s got a little girl the same age as Robbie, and her fella had dumped her. We would baby-sit for each other.”

“When you…?” Shane stopped but Cherry understood,

“Yes, while we were out earning money,” she said quietly.

Shane said nothing for a time then, “I’m glad you had such a good friend then.”

Cherry smiled and snuggled further into Shane’s arms, “You know something?” she said, “You’re an okay sort of bloke.”

“Only okay? I’m hurt,” Shane grinned and blew across her hair.

“Only okay…for now,” Cherry qualified, “you might be promoted some time in the future,” she paused for a time, then continued, “I deliberately didn’t tell her that you were a cop.”

“What, you ashamed of me then?”

“No, idiot,” Cherry punched him lightly, “just that, well, she’d run a mile if she knew that.”

“Hmmm, probably,” Shane said thoughtfully, “after all, she doesn’t know me, does she?” Shane was well aware of what Cherry wasn’t saying, that her old friend was probably still a working prostitute, he mentally shrugged, “Well that’s alright, if she comes visiting I can be on Dad’s staff. Only, do warn her not to be blatant or anything, won’t you? I mean it’s not just me - Dad will probably know too.”

“She may never come visiting,” Cherry replied, “but thanks,” she kissed him on the nose.

“Cherry,” the suddenly change in Shane’s voice made her shiver slightly,

“Yes Shane?”

For an answer Shane leant down and blew softly on the back of her neck, then, even while she was reacting to that he kissed her throat. Cherry responded by tightening her hug and kissing his forehead.

“Cherry,” Shane’s voice was a little muffled and the two pulled slightly apart, Shane spoke again, “are you sure, Cherry?” he asked, his expression serious.

Cherry nodded, “Never been more sure of something in my life, Shane,” she smiled.

Shane’s expression lightened and he pulled Cherry toward him. The two moved to kiss each other on the lips and…

“Mummy? I can’t sleep Mummy. Can I stay with you and Shane?”

The young voice made both adults jump slightly and move to opposite ends of the sofa, Cherry looked across to the doorway. Robbie Elliott stood there. His blond hair was all rumpled up and he wore just his pyjama trousers, when he saw Cherry looking at him he spoke again,

“I couldn’t sleep, Mummy, honest.”

Cherry smiled, “Alright, monster, come here,” she opened her arms and Robbie ran across to launch himself at her, Cherry sat back on the sofa, laughing.

“Can I stay up, Mummy, please? I’ll be really good, promise.”

Cherry looked across at Shane and the pair both gave a rueful smile, “You can stay up for a little while, alright? It’s almost ten o’clock, much too late for little boys.”

“Tell you what, Robbie,” this from Shane, “I’ll go and get your new book and read you another chapter, alright?”

Robbie beamed, “Alright Shane.”


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#253:  Author: LottieLocation: Humphrey's Corner PostPosted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 10:24 pm
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So that's why Cherry and Shane haven't yet - they keep getting interrupted!

Thanks, Lesley! Very Happy

#254:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 11:12 pm
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Oh, the timing! Laughing

Good to see that Shane can accept Cherry's past in such a mature fashion, and also recognise that Jen's probable current activities don't disaqualify her from friendship.

#255:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 11:50 pm
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Shane is really beginning to catch up with Cherry in the maturity department -- and Robbie is as cute as ever. Smile

Thank you, Lesley.

#256:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 10:50 am
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Honestly Robbie, talk about timing Rolling Eyes

I liked Cherry and Shane's interaction, although I'm not yet sure how they came to be together. I'm currently spending most of my time in the archives reading all the previous parts of this.

Thank you Lesley

#257:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 1:16 pm
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Small children, the best contraceptive known to nature!

#258:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 4:04 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. Robbie was very sweet there even though he was a hindrance.

#259:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 7:43 pm
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Tuesday afternoon saw Hilda Annersley and Nell Wilson travelling to the Real Hospital, Hilda was driving while Nell was sat back in the front passenger seat flicking through a pile of correspondence, after sorting the letters into three piles she looked over at her partner,

“I picked up a total of forty-eight envelopes from the gatehouse,” she said, “from what I can tell three of these are for you, four for me and five are addressed to both of us. That leaves thirty-six that are official School business. Want me to open them?”

Hilda smiled, “No, Nell, I’m on holiday.”

Nell frowned, “Not getting withdrawal symptoms yet? It’s more than two weeks since the end of term, you know?”

“You just want me to look at some of the official post so you can be proven correct. You don’t believe that I can stay away until the Thursday before the new term.”

“True,” Nell replied, “though I am getting a little concerned now. We’ve only another nine days to go,” she grinned then looked pointedly at the car speedometer, “we could be going a lot faster, Hilda.”

“Do you want to drive?”

“No, no,” Nell sighed, “was just saying, that’s all. I’ll open my mail - I should have enough time to write an entire novel before we get there - the speed you drive.”

Hilda glanced at the speedometer, the car was travelling just below the legal speed limit, “Read your letters, Nell,” she ordered, “and let me drive in peace.”

Nell grinned and checked through the four letters addressed to her, “One from Con - about time, I wrote to her weeks ago,” she murmured, “what’s this? Oh, junk - will have to remember to send it back. Oh, this is better,” she sounded pleased.

“What is it?”

“A letter from Oliver Weston.”

“The boy who stabbed you?”

“Well he didn’t actually stab me,” Nell qualified, “he was just there - and he did call for an ambulance.”

“True,” Hilda acknowledged, “how is he?”

Nell skimmed the letter, “He’s been promoted at work - means he’s got a little extra money - oh and he’s finally got a flat. Only a bedsit but better than the hostel where he’s been staying.” Nell continued to read, “He says that so far he’s only got a sleeping bag, a couple of bean bags - whatever they might be - a small fridge and a portable TV. But he thinks the place is a palace.”

“He’s still doing well then,” Hilda remarked, “I’m pleased.”

“Me too,” Nell agreed, “it’s more than nine months now. I think I’ll arrange for a bed to be delivered - he’s given me the address.”

“I thought he told you he didn’t want you to keep sending him things. That he owed you enough anyway?”

“He did but I can’t have him sleeping on the floor,” Nell returned, “I’ll call it a loan - it’ll make him feel good if he can pay me back - and let’s face it, he won’t be able to get credit at the moment.”

“Put me down for half then,” Hilda replied. When Nell looked over questioningly she continued, “I have him to thank for you, Nell.”

Nell smiled.

#260:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 7:47 pm
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Thanks. Lesley. I hung on yesterday evening until I couldn't stay awake any longer, so I went home, and then you posted.

Still, I'm first tonight.

I love their brand of practical forgiveness.

#261:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 9:51 pm
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Thanks Lesley!

The Cherry/Shane/Robbie scene was adorable, and Hilda and Nell are as lovely as ever!

#262:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 10:03 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. It was nice to see them chatting away to one another.

#263:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 11:04 pm
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That was heartening - good to see that Oliver Weston is hanging on in there. And Hilda and Nell's way of showing this is so practical. Hmm, wonder if Hilda will last those nine days!

#264:  Author: TaraLocation: Malvern, Worcestershire PostPosted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 11:06 pm
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Lovely to see Cherry and Shane back together - and Robbie has them twisted round his little finger! Shane's attitude has certainly matured, but I have an uneasy feeling about Jen. Hope I'm wrong.

I can't believe Hilda has conquered her work addiction! Can just imagine Nell sitting twitching, willing her to get a move on. Very Happy
I'm pleased that Oliver is making good, and sure Nell has the wisdom to support him without overwhelming him. Of course Hilda wants to share; she does, indeed, have quite a lot to thank Oliver for.

Thank you, Lesley, how will I survive without this for two weeks?? See you when I come back from holiday.

#265:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 9:05 am
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Thanks Lesley.

I liked Nell not knowing what a bean bag was Very Happy And I'm also wondering whether Hilda will last the nine days.

#266:  Author: AlexLocation: Cambs, UK PostPosted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 4:29 pm
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Tara wrote:
I can't believe Hilda has conquered her work addiction!


I bet she's been reading the official correspondance under the bedcovers.

Thanks, Lesley.

#267:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 4:58 pm
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Nice update - and how typically practical of Nell to think of sending Oliver a bed!

#268:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 5:12 pm
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Hmm, who reads the mail when they're both on holiday?

Nice to see the update on Oliver. I like Jennie's phrase, 'practical forgiveness.'Smile

#269:  Author: MirandaLocation: Perth, Western Australia PostPosted: Sun Jun 17, 2007 3:24 pm
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Just catching up on a bit of this Lesley - I have to say that I think both Captain Underpants and the Bugalugs Bum Thief would be perfect for Robbie - very much his sense of humour!!

But I am a little worried about this Jen person... And curious as to Olivier's reintroduction into the story... What I would love to see is Oliver's reaction to the arrival of the bed Laughing

And I hope that Butcher is able to have a stress-free stay at the RCS hospital. (ha! who am I kidding? Rolling Eyes)

#270:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 7:59 pm
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At the Real Hospital the two women walked through the corridors to the ward where Butcher was a patient. A quick word with the Ward Sister and then with the prison guard and they were ushered into Butcher’s room. Butcher was sat in a chair beside the bed. She was wearing hospital pyjamas and had a light blanket over her knees. She no longer appeared to have a drip although the two did notice she had a Venflon in the back of one hand, while around the wrist of the other hand was a steel handcuff. A long chain, some eight feet in total, led from the cuff to a second cuff fixed to the bed. Butcher looked up as the two entered the room and smiled; Hilda and Nell noticed that, although she appeared pale and was still experiencing some pain, she was alert and interested. A bedside table next to her had a newspaper that upon it and she had obviously been reading just prior to their entry.

“Annersley, Wilson, good to see you,” she said, waving the two to the chairs opposite. “I hoped you would be visiting today,” she looked over at the Prison Guard who had entered at the same time, “no offence, Miss Mareck, but I really needed to see some new faces.”

The Prison Officer smiled, “No offence taken, Butcher,” she replied drily, “you’d be surprised how many times the prison officers say the same thing about certain inmates.”

Butcher grinned then turned back to her two visitors, “How are you both?” she asked as she reached out her right hand to shake hands.

Hilda, who was closest, clasped Butcher’s hand in greeting, “We are well,” she replied, “and enjoying the holidays. More to the point though, how are you?”

“A lot better since being transferred to here,” Butcher replied, “just being able to sit up has made a Hell of a difference as far as my breathing is concerned. And Mr Ford has rearranged my pain medication, I’m having regular tablets - strong ones - at set intervals so that the level of pain is much lower. Was worried about possibility of getting addicted but the surgeon says he’ll ensure I’m weaned off them slowly.”

Nell Wilson shook Butcher’s hand and, at the same time, indicated the handcuff, “What about this then?”

Butcher shrugged, “Compared to what I had at the other place it’s nothing,” she said, “and I can see the reasoning - I mean, that Mrs Shipley doesn’t know that I’m not going to run, does she?”

Both Hilda and Nell settled themselves in the chairs and Nell replied, “Very true,” she said, “and perhaps the other patients and relatives need the reassurance too. What about the staff? Miss Shaw told us of the problems you had at St Austin’s.”

Butcher shook her head, “Nothing like that,” she said, “oh some of them are wary - but that’s to be expected. But they’re all friendly - especially when they realise that I don’t bite.”

“You haven’t hit any of them round the face then?” Hilda said with a smile.

Butcher shook her head, “No, that Matron Henschell, she treats me like a human being - and anyway, if I did it’s quite possible that she’d smack me back,” Butcher grinned across at Hilda, “like a certain other person I know.”

Hilda said nothing but nodded in acknowledgement.

There was silence for a time then Butcher spoke again, “Matron told me that you two are on the Hospital Board here, that right?”

Hilda nodded, “We are, your Governor has been looking to transfer you since your incident with the Matron at St Austin’s - when she asked us it was simplicity itself to arrange matters.”

“Well thanks, both of you.”


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#271:  Author: LianeLocation: Manchester PostPosted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 8:40 pm
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Glad the transfer was a smooth one. Thanks Lesley

#272:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 9:24 pm
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What a calm, lulling into a false sense of security post. Laughing

#273:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:25 pm
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Carolyn P wrote:
What a calm, lulling into a false sense of security post. Laughing


I've just finished reading all the other parts of this and I've noticed that nice posts seem to really worry readers. So I'll start worrying.

Thanks Lesley.

#274:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:50 pm
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I bet Hilda hasn't conquered the work addiction at all! She's been sneaking letters off to read......

Or she has and this is a massive plot device that Lesley's cooked up....

Or she has and I'm wibbling over nothing.

Glad Butcher's been transferred to the Real Hospital - I'm sure the care she receives there is of a much higher standard than previously, but I'm sad to see the back of Student Nurse Barrett.

Thank you, Lesley

#275:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:40 am
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Some lovely scenes to read there Robbie is as cute as ever and it was great to see Cherry having the chance to give someone else a helping hand. It's also good to see Butcher getting some better care and also being teated as a human being by the staff.

Thanks Lesley

#276:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 2:14 am
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*agrees with Carolyn, but much enjoyed the post*

#277:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 5:51 am
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Glad that the transfer happened. I am not wibbling - yet.

#278:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 6:28 am
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Good to see Hilda and Nell and butcher getting on so well. And I loved Miss Mareck's remark! Laughing

#279:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 3:40 pm
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Hurray!!
Thanks Lesley. Good to see Butcher somewhere where she's treated as a person rather than a criminal. (okay, I know she IS a criminal, but you know what I'm getting at!)

#280:  Author: NellLocation: exiled from the big smoke PostPosted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 8:35 pm
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Just caught up on loads of this - fantastic as ever but I am wondering where this is going...

Thank you!

#281:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 10:19 pm
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Hilda and Nell stayed with Butcher for most of the afternoon - the Prison Officer, Miss Mareck, turning a blind eye to the ruling that prison visits were only scheduled to last two hours. Near the end of the visit Hilda explained that the pair would not be able to visit for the next six days,

“We decided that we needed a short break from the School,” she said, “in only nine days we’ll be back in our Offices, sorting through all the correspondence and making all the arrangements prior to the School re-opening the following Monday.”

“We felt that, as we hadn’t really made much use of our bikes since we were given them,” Nell put in, “that we’d use them and travel up to Canberra.”

“Canberra?” Butcher frowned, “Why go there?”

Hilda shrugged slightly, “We’ve never been,” she said, “and the route looks interesting. It’s a little over four hundred miles so it will be a good run for the bikes.”

“Bikes? You’re not talking push-bike here?” Butcher asked, puzzled.

Nell shook her head, “No, motorbikes, BMW K1200 LT Lux bikes to be precise.”

Butcher’s eyebrows rose, “Impressive bikes,” she commented, “and expensive - I knew the pair of you were well off but even so…”

“Oh we didn’t buy them,” Hilda smiled, “they were a gift from someone, a woman to whom we had been of some assistance.”

Butcher whistled softly, “Hundred grand’s worth of bikes? That must’ve been some help. That woman’s gotta be loaded.”

Hilda and Nell exchanged amused glances, Nell replied, “It’s family money,” she said with a smile, “but yes, her family are very rich. I doubt that you have ever come in contact with them, though.”

Butcher sat back, “I doubt it too,” she agreed, “if we had I’d have wanted a share in the wealth. Can’t stand there being rich people about when I’m poor - at least, poor in comparison.”

“Robbing the rich, Butcher?”

“Hell yes,” Butcher replied with a grin, “no point robbing the poor, is there?”

She sat back in her chair and the other inhabitants of the hospital room all saw that, beneath the show of strength, Butcher was weakening rather rapidly. Hilda, on seeing this, quietly excused herself and left the room, to return only a few minutes later with Matron Henschell and a couple of nurses. Between them the three swiftly moved Butcher across to her bed and made her comfortable, arranging her pillows to hold her in an upright position. Barbara Henschell then gave her an injection to ease the pain. After a few minutes wait Butcher turned to Hilda,

“Was going to ask how you managed that,” she began, “but then I remembered - you’re one of the Directors of this place?”

“I am.”

Butcher nodded, “Useful woman to know,” she murmured. After a short time she seemed to brighten as the injection ‘kicked in’, “So, Canberra, why you going there, then? Doesn‘t seem like the place I‘d choose to go - if I had a choice, that is.””

Nell shrugged, “It’s the Capital city of Australia - we thought it was about time we visited. Plus the drive there should be good - so long as Hilda gets her bike out of second gear,” she grinned across at her friend before continuing, “so, Butcher, if you cannot recommend Canberra, where would you recommend?”

Butcher shrugged and shook her head, “I’m the wrong one to ask,” she said, “I’ve never been outside of Victoria.”

“Never?” Hilda sounded surprised.

“Nope,” Butcher replied, “not something that ever interested me - we can’t all flit halfway round the world, you know?” The two Englishwomen exchanged bemused glances and Butcher caught them, “Hey it ain’t that bad, Victoria’s twice the size of England.”

Hilda nodded, “So it is,” she agreed, “it’s just that it seems strange that someone would voluntarily restrict themselves to one comparatively small area.”

“Just getting in practice,” Butcher said with a grin, her eyes closed for some seconds before she snapped them open again, “sorry,” she said, “injection’s starting to work. I’ll be asleep soon.”

“We should be going anyway,” Nell said, “we’ve been here far longer than a normal visit,” she stole a glance across at where the prison officer, Miss Mareck, was sitting, reading a book, her rifle propped up against the wall. Without even looking up from her book Miss Mareck replied,

“My watch stopped about two hours ago,” she said drily.

Butcher smiled slightly, she looked across at her two visitors, “I’ll be out in a minute,” she said, “you’d better go - thanks for coming. When will you be back from your trip?”

“Sunday evening,” Hilda replied, “we’ll be in to see you on Monday.”

“Good,” Butcher said, “take loads of photos for me - if I can never see it in the flesh, maybe I can see it through your eyes.”

#282:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 10:46 pm
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Laughing at the faulty watch.

I liked Butcher's last line.

Thanks Lesley

#283:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 11:01 pm
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Lovely visit. Very Happy Thank you, Lesley.

(Note: You just made me find Canberra on the map.Confused)

Now, what trouble could those two possibly get into on the road? And can they really stay away so long?

#284:  Author: CathyLocation: Sydney, Australia PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 12:07 am
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Ah Canberra -- lived there for 9 years.

Hilda and Nell should definitely avoid the public cafeteria at new Parliament House (unless the food has improved significantly).

Good bike riding around Lake Burley Griffin though and I hope they will take in the Carillion!

Cathy

#285:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 1:09 am
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I liked the last line - and the comment about the size of Victoria! Very Happy

Kathy said:
Quote:
Now, what trouble could those two possibly get into on the road?


Do you really want Lesley to give serious thought to that?
Laughing

#286:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 2:27 am
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Lesley wrote:
“My watch stopped about two hours ago,” she said drily.
Laughing

A nice restful scene but I'm now a little worried by Katrhy's suggestion of trouble on the road...

#287:  Author: LottieLocation: Humphrey's Corner PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 8:13 am
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Lesley wrote:
“It’s family money,” she said with a smile, “but yes, her family are very rich. I doubt that you have ever come in contact with them, though.”

Now that would be interesting to see! But not until after Hilda and Nell get safely back from Canberra.

Thanks, Lesley.

#288:  Author: leahbelleLocation: Kilmarnock PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:27 am
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Thanks, Lesley!

#289:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 11:02 am
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Canberra is an interesting place to visit - can recommend the War Memorial.

Now, as for trouble on the road - well there are over 800km for them to cover .... Laughing

#290:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 11:09 am
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If there is trouble, it will find Hilda and Nell, sure as eggs.

#291:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 3:04 pm
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Thanks, Nicola. I liked the part about the watch stopping!

#292:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 5:29 pm
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Thank you Lesley, sweetie!


*grin*
Love the idea of them going to Canberra by bicycle rather than motorbike...

But yes, Hilda and Nell on long journey via motorbike, that leaves Lesley plenty of scope to be evil......

#293:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 7:46 pm
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Sorry all, but I don't intend to detail Hilda and Nell's trip just now.


Chair wrote:
Thanks, Nicola. I liked the part about the watch stopping!


Nicola??? Wink


The next week seemed to pass quickly even though, for Butcher and her guards, the regime remained unchanged. Butcher was slowly improving and, each day, saw her able to do more - however it was a slow process and the surgeon acknowledged this during one of his ward rounds, in answer to a question from Butcher he shook his head,

“I’m afraid it will be another two weeks at least before I can countenance you returning to the prison, Butcher. I’m well aware that facilities in Prison Hospital Wards are basic. While I’m certain that your Governor will do her best, I want to ensure that we do not see you returned here as an emergency mere days after being discharged.”

“But the Officers are mostly trained nurses,” Butcher protested, “and there are orderlies. It’s not as if I’d be going back on the Wing, or going back to work, is it?”

“No, but your injury and the surgery required were exceptional, Butcher,” Ford replied, “believe me, you need the additional time here,” he smiled slightly, “now come along, it’s not so bad here, is it?”

Butcher shook her head, “I suppose not, Mr Ford,” she said with a sigh, “but it’s not…” she stopped.

As the week went on all the guards reported a gradual darkening of Butcher’s mood affecting all her relationships with the hospital staff and with the prison officers. At the weekend Amanda Blanchford explained to Geri, newly returned from a couple of days off,

“Basically, Governor, if Butcher were back at the prison she’d already be on at least three charges. She’s been rude and insolent, disobeyed the nursing staff…”

“Any physical assaults?”

Blanchford shook her head, “No, not even threats, but she seems to be doing her best to provoke us. So much so that I considered revoking some of her privileges - the TV, outside mail and others.”

“Did it make a difference?”

“I didn’t do it, though, if anything, her behaviour has worsened over the last two days.”

Shaw had attempted to speak with Butcher but without success so, when Hilda and Nell returned from their trip and came to see Butcher on the Monday, Geri spoke with them quickly before their visit. The result of this was that Hilda spent an hour speaking with Butcher alone before going out to where Shaw waited. The following day, early in the afternoon, there was a knock on Butcher’s hospital Room. Pat Francis, now back at work and covering guard duty that day, walked across and opened the door. After a short conversation she turned to Butcher,

“Visitor for you, Butcher.”

Butcher, who was in bed, looked across with listless eyes, “Not interested,” she said flatly.

“It wasn’t a request, Butcher,” Mrs Francis said sharply, she ushered in the person standing outside, “you’ve got two hours, Miss,” she said, “when you want to leave knock on the door and I’ll unlock it.” She nodded to Butcher and walked out; her rifle on her shoulder.

“Thanks Mrs Francis,” the figure said quietly.

Butcher frowned, recognising the voice, she looked at her visitor more closely. A woman in her mid-forties, of average height and appearing very fit, dressed in jeans, sweatshirt and trainers. It was Shaw.

“What do you want, Shaw?” Butcher’s tone was hard.

“To talk to you, find out how you are.”

“Go do your duty somewhere else, Shaw! I’m not interested in talking to the Prison Governor.”

Shaw shook her head, “The Prison Governor is not here,” she said with some intensity, “she’s finished her shift and is off-duty. I wanted to see you,” she paused and swallowed quickly, “as a friend.”

Butcher’s dark eyes burned into Shaw for some seconds, eventually she spoke, “Anything I might say to a friend,” she began, “will get back to the Governor though, won’t it?”

“No, not if you don’t want it to,” Shaw replied quietly but with some emphasis.

Butcher thought for a time, “Annersley put you up to this, didn’t she?”

Shaw nodded, “Annersley reported that, while you would not speak to the Governor, you might speak to a friend. Tell that friend exactly what is wrong. She might be able to help.”

“She might be able to pass on that info to the Governor, you mean?”

“Not necessarily.”

Butcher’s eyes swept across Shaw appraisingly once more and she relaxed slightly, “Why not,” she said quietly, “okay Shaw, why don’t you have a seat? We should make the most of the time available - screw’ll be in here when the two hours are up - they always are. Governor’s a real stickler for the rules, see?”

“So I’ve heard,” Shaw sat in the chair next to Butcher’s bed, she paused for a short time then took a deep breath before continuing, “I hear your wounds are healing well?”

“Oh yeah, no complaints there,” Butcher drew in a deep breath then released it, “couldn’t do that a week or so ago, could I?”

“Then if your health isn’t the problem, Butcher, what is?

#294:  Author: ChelseaLocation: Your Imagination PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 7:56 pm
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I hope that Butcher allows herself to tell Shaw what is bothering her. I think that I might have an idea - but it is probably wrong.

#295:  Author: SugarLocation: second star to the right! PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 8:40 pm
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It's not home - possibly.

Poor Butcher

#296:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 8:48 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I wonder what Butcher's problem is.

I was thinking about a reply I made to Nicola's LJ post yesterday at the time of my last post. Embarassed

#297:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:11 pm
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A wild goose chase, that Canberra trip?
(for us, I mean)
(though you never know....)

Anyhow, this is an unexpected development.
What does Butcher know?

Thank you, Lesley. mrgreen

#298:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:11 pm
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Thank you Lesley!

Homesickness maybe? Or is Butcher worried about someone else taking over among the women?

#299:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:19 pm
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I was also wondering if Butcher was homesick.

Thank-you Lesley.

#300:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 1:04 am
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I wonder if she's concerned at the situation she might find on her return. I loved Geri's emphasis on the fact that she's here as a friend, not the Governor.

And you don't mean to write about the Canberra trip 'just now', Lesley? Hmmm..... Laughing

#301:  Author: LianeLocation: Manchester PostPosted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 8:21 am
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Maybe the will go to Canberra, come back and all will be fine?

*Doubts it somehow*

#302:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 11:14 am
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Cath V-P wrote:
I wonder if she's concerned at the situation she might find on her return. I loved Geri's emphasis on the fact that she's here as a friend, not the Governor.

And you don't mean to write about the Canberra trip 'just now', Lesley? Hmmm..... Laughing


I was thinking that myself - about both suggestions of yours Cath!

#303:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 8:20 pm
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There was a long silence; so long that Geri Shaw thought she was going to have to repeat her question. Eventually though Butcher sighed and spoke,

“You must have read loads of studies, Shaw, studies on prison life?”

“Quite a number, yes,” Shaw replied, somewhat puzzled.

“Do you know the ones about the maximum length of time someone should be imprisoned for? Before it starts to have an adverse effect on them, I mean.”

Shaw thought for a time then, slowly, replied, “Do you mean the one about twelve years being the maximum? At least considered as such before the inmate starts to become institutionalised?”

“That’s it – the reason why so many ‘life’ sentences in practice mean ten to twelve years,” Butcher stopped and pushed herself a little more upright in bed, “what do you think about it?”

Shaw considered, “In my experience the report makes a very valid point, with some inmates it may be far less that twelve years.”

Butcher nodded but said nothing for some seconds then, abruptly, she spoke, “In less than two months I will have served eleven years. In the whole of the nick there are only a handful that have served longer sentences. And I’d had an earlier stretch as well.”

“You think you are becoming institutionalised?”

“I know I am,” Butcher said firmly.

Shaw bit her lip, “Butcher, you have a life sentence, I don’t think that any Judge in the land would consider you fit for release…” she stopped as Butcher held up a hand.

“I don’t consider I’m fit for release, Shaw,” she said firmly. “What does the Parole Board look at? That if it’s thought likely that you’ll re-offend, yeah?”

Shaw nodded.

“Well yes, it is likely Shaw, and you know that as well as I do – ironic really, because the re-offending that’s looked at is murder – and I’d never killed until I was sentenced to prison – though my record says different of course. But I know damn well that outside, away from the prison life; it wouldn’t take much for me to lose it. Two people have died at my hands this year, in both of them it was self-defence – but with both of them I could have cheerfully murdered,” Butcher paused before adding, “and there have been others, both here and at other prisons.”

Shaw looked up sharply, realising exactly what Butcher had just implied, “I had wondered,” she said.

Butcher nodded, “Well now you know,” she said softly, “but you’d better not let the Governor know, okay?”

“Okay Butcher,” Shaw promised solemnly.

“It’s not that I’m crazy, Shaw,” Butcher continued, “I don’t think I’ve got any screws loose, no psych problems that people can point to and say ‘that’s why she kills’ - if anything I’ve got a really high sense of loyalty and I’ll defend myself and others. Of course, with my training in martial arts, that means I can be deadly and I’ve always been as competitive as Hell.”

Shaw nodded in agreement, her own analysis of Butcher being very similar, “So if you agree that you shouldn’t be released, Butcher, then what is the problem?”

Butcher gave a wry smile, “Can’t you guess? Think about it, Shaw, yo…the Governor goes there to work, the prison, I mean. But it’s my home.”

“Your home?” Shaw felt her eyebrows rising in astonishment.

“Sure, how else can I view it? Granted its not the place I’d have chosen but, still, it’s where I live. I can’t say I’m too enamoured of the locked doors, rules and regs, but it’s where I have a place, have people I can talk to freely, have respect.”

“You mean you’re homesick?”

There was a pause then Butcher nodded abruptly, “But don’t you tell anyone, Shaw, not even the Governor. Yes, I’m homesick, this place, yeah it’s comfortable enough, but it’s not my place. And I'm sick and tired of seeing everyone judging me - one thing, at least, that most of the screws never do.”

“Did you tell Annersley this?”

Butcher smiled slightly, “Not really, she told me, after listening to me ramble on for about half an hour - bloody woman’s a witch!”

Geri smiled, after a pause she gave a sigh and spoke again, “I can understand, a little, how you feel,” she began, “I suppose, sub-consciously, you were trying to get sent back - the only way you knew how?”

“That’s right - stupid really, but I wasn’t thinking straight.”

Shaw shook her head, “I cannot authorise your return yet, Butcher, Mr Ford has specified another two weeks.”

“Yeah, I know,” Butcher gave a wry smile, “now Annersley’s pointed it out I can see what I’ve been doing over the last few days,” she shrugged, “I’ll just have to tough it out, won’t I?”

Shaw thought quickly, “You have been receiving letters from the prison, haven’t you? They may help to ease your sense of isolation.”

Butcher snorted, “Oh yeah, I’ve had letters,” she reached across to her bedside locker and picked up an envelope, threw it across to Shaw, “here, got that from Rees yesterday. If you can work out what she’s saying I’ll be impressed ‘cos I’m damned if I know.”

Shaw removed the letter from the envelope, glanced down at the writing. More than two thirds of the letter had been blacked out, she looked across at Butcher, “It’s been through the Prison Censor,” she said.

“Yeah I gathered that,” Butcher replied with some sarcasm, “you know Rees and I have been mates for a while, we’d talk when working, at meal times over a game of pool - and I never saw any screw come along and blot out more than half of what she was saying to me.”

“This is Prison Policy, Butcher, it’s not something that even the Governor can change…” she began.

“Yeah I know, but basically what it means is that I’m isolated here,” Butcher took a deep breath, “thanks for listening, Shaw. And don’t worry, now I know why I was acting up I can control it - won’t give the screws any more grief - least, not while I’m in here, anyway,” a flicker of the old, insouciant grin, crossed Butcher’s expression and Shaw found herself responding with a smile of her own.

“Thank you for telling me, Butcher,” Shaw replied softly, Butcher nodded in acknowledgement just as there was a discreet knock on the door, it opened to show Mrs Francis standing there. Shaw turned to go, at the door she looked back to see Butcher already starting to revel in banter with Pat Francis, but even that didn’t totally disguise the lost look in Butcher’s dark eyes.

#304:  Author: LottieLocation: Humphrey's Corner PostPosted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 8:28 pm
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I wonder if Geri could arrange for some of Butcher's friends from inside to visit her in hospital. Rolling Eyes I begin to think that anything's possible!

Thanks, Lesley! Very Happy

#305:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 8:28 pm
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I never thought it would take her like that, but it's logical isn't it? She's out of her familiar environment.

#306:  Author: ChelseaLocation: Your Imagination PostPosted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 8:46 pm
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What do you know, my guess was right. I was thinking that she was homesick - even if it seem odd to think of a prison as home.

I'm glad that Butcher has people who whe can talk to and trust (Hilda and Geri) who are actually in a position to help her. Geri may not be able to get her back to prison early, but both she and Hilda have the ability to say/do helpful things.

#307:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 10:39 pm
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Glad Geri and Butcher got a chance to talk properly.

Thanks Lesley

#308:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 10:55 pm
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Thanks Lesley.

I like Butcher's honest self-analysis.

And her description of Hilda as a witch Laughing

#309:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 11:24 pm
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That makes such a lot of sense, and how honest and open Butcher is with her friend.

Loved this remark about Hilda:
Quote:
she told me, after listening to me ramble on for about half an hour - bloody woman’s a witch!
Absolutely! Laughing

Now I wonder what can be done about this situation....

#310:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 7:36 am
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This is great Lesley.

#311:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 10:17 am
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Thanks, Lesley. The thought that Butcher was homesick hadn't crossed my mind at all.

#312:  Author: Ruth BLocation: Oxford, UK PostPosted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 10:32 am
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Yes makes perfect sense. I've come across it with long term psychiatric patients who are model patients until a week or two before their release when they start acting up and doing everything in their power to avoid being sent out into the scary big bad world.

#313:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 10:57 am
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Thanks, Lesley. As aways, something new to think about and worry about.

#314:  Author: DawnLocation: Leeds, West Yorks PostPosted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 5:24 pm
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Well!!!

Just read all of this (yes I know I should have started when it was first posted and I'm very sorry Embarassed ) - all I can say at the moment is


Typical b****y Lesley!























oh and a very big THANKYOU cos it's just as good as ever and in fact even better than other ones Wink

#315:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 7:23 pm
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*laughing like a loon at Dawn's comment* Laughing Laughing


Poor Butcher.
Hoping Geri will work out some way to make Butcher feel happier.

Thank you Lesley!

#316:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 1:49 am
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Unexpected (by me, that is), but logical....
Good thing Hilda & Geri are available.

Thank you, Lesley!

#317:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 9:55 am
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Dawn wrote:
Typical b****y Lesley!


mrgreen mrgreen mrgreen mrgreen mrgreen

Late Tuesday evening saw Hilda Annersley in her Study in the Real Chalet School. She had managed to resist temptation for three and a half weeks but, that evening, finally, had decided that enough was enough. Nell had been engrossed in a documentary about the possibility of ‘supervolcano’ erupting beneath Yellowstone National Park and had barely noticed when Hilda had said ‘Goodnight’ to her. Upstairs Hilda had swiftly changed her slippers for shoes, picked up her Master Pass and left the cottage as quietly as possible. Outside she had barely repressed a shiver as she moved across to the School - after almost three years in Melbourne she had fully acclimatised to its climate and the mid-July temperature of less than ten degrees Centigrade felt exceptionally chilly. On reaching the School Hilda was able to slot her Pass into the computer scanner and, after a few seconds wait, the door swung open. Not long after that she was using the same Pass to open her own Study and swiftly filled and switched on her kettle to make a warm drink.

Sitting at her desk while sipping her coffee Hilda smiled, it was obvious that at least one other person had been in working, all the letters had been opened and arranged on her desk in different piles, urgent ones to the front. All neatly date-stamped. Hilda made a mental note to ensure that Rosalie have an additional couple of days off during the next term - she had obviously been in for a day or two while Hilda and Nell were on their Canberra trip. Hilda absently switched on her computer and, while waiting for it to download all her emails, started flicking through the urgent pile. Right on the top was an envelope that hadn’t been opened, instead, written in Rosalie’s neat handwriting, was a short message,

‘Hilda - think this one is for Nell - must have been included with yours by mistake. Rosalie.’

Hilda looked at the envelope, wondering how it had become muddled with her official ones. A sudden memory of the previous week, when she and Nell were driving to the Real Hospital to visit Butcher suddenly inserted itself,

‘Nell said there were four letters addressed to her,” she said to herself, ‘ but I can only remember her opening three - this one seems to be from the University - but she’s already had notification of her degree ceremony.’ She rose and walked across to the connecting door between her Study and that of Nell Wilson, intending to place it on Nell’s desk. As she opened the door, however, she stopped in some surprise, the Study was not empty. Standing by the main door was Nell Wilson herself.

“Nell?”

“Hilda? I thought you were asleep!” Nell’s face showed complete surprise for a split-second then, “You’re over here working, aren’t you? I knew it - I should have made you place a wager about it weeks ago!”

Hilda smiled, “Well that is precisely the reason I refused the bet, Nell,” she said placidly, “and I did, at least, wait until only two days before we were officially returning, didn’t I?”

“That’s beside the point,” Nell replied, “the fact remains that, however much you nag others to ensure they take regular breaks and have a good rest during the holidays you are constitutionally incapable of following your own advice.”

“Yes Nell.”

Nell sighed, “It’s not good enough, Hilda, you really must practice what you preach, otherwise how will the youngsters follow your advice?”

“I know, Nell.”

“It’s really just showing that you haven’t got such a strong will power, isn’t it? A flaw in your character.”

“Well I wouldn’t go quite that far,” Hilda began then stopped, a puzzled expression upon her face.

“What is it?” Nell asked.

Hilda looked across at her friend, “A slight anomaly, Nell,” she said, her eyes brimming with amusement.

“What anomaly?”

“Well, when I first appeared, just now,” Hilda began slowly, “your very first words to me were, and I quote, ‘Hilda? I thought you were asleep!’, tell me, Nell. If you thought I was asleep in our cottage, why were you here?”

There was silence; Hilda looked at her friend, awaiting an answer. Nell swallowed sharply a few times, gazed around the Study in an effort not to catch her partner’s eye. Eventually she spoke,

“You caught that, did you?”

“I did,” Hilda nodded, “you were not expecting to see me here, Nell, which begs the question, what were you planning to do? I suspect you were planning to make a start on the work we have to do before the beginning of term. Am I correct?”

Nell gave a quick grin, “We’re as bad as each other, aren’t we?” she observed.

Hilda nodded, “We are, now I wouldn’t recommend that we work later that midnight but, before we make a start, my kettle has just boiled, would you like a coffee?”

Nell nodded, “Love one,” she said, following the Head into her Study.

#318:  Author: LyanneLocation: Ipswich, England PostPosted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 10:02 am
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But what's in the letter? Why are the University writing to Nell again?

#319:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 10:27 am
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Thanks, Lesley. I wonder what the letter is about.

#320:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 11:55 am
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Enjoyed the exchange between Hilda and Nell. Thank you Lesley.

Wondering about the letter though.......

#321:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 1:47 pm
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LOL!!
Lovely, thank you Lesley! A classic 'Nelda' scene there.
*also curious about that letter...*

#322:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 1:59 pm
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Great minds think alike. Laughing

#323:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 6:19 pm
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So typical of both of them. And of Lesley.

#324:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 8:11 pm
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Well I'm not curious! Because that's what Lesley wants!!!! Twisted Evil Twisted Evil

She'll tell us in her own good time, and meanwhile let's just sit back and enjoy the story.

#325:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 8:19 pm
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Pat wrote:
She'll tell us in her own good time, and meanwhile let's just sit back and enjoy the story.


You mean you haven't been?

I have, a cracking good yarn our Lesley tells. Laughing

#326:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 8:23 pm
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Yes of course I have!

#327:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 10:09 pm
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Pat wrote:
Yes of course I have!


Oh, that's alright then! Laughing


Back in the Head’s Study Nell sat back in her chair with a satisfied smile, her hands cupped around her mug of coffee, she shivered slightly,

“It’s cold in here, isn’t it?”

Hilda nodded, “The temperature gauge reads ten degrees, I’m not sure how much that is in real money.”

Nell thought for a few seconds then replied, “Fifty Fahrenheit, hardly cold, we must be getting soft.”

“Well I can remember Winters when the temperature dropped as low as zero Fahrenheit,” Hilda agreed, “what’s that in Centigrade?”

Nell frowned for a second, “Minus seventeen, I think, now that was cold,” she said with feeling, “still I suppose we should expect it, being less able to bear the cold I mean - we’ve been in this country coming up for three years now.”

“True,” Hilda agreed, rising while she spoke and walking across to where a small heater was fixed to the wall, “but I’m still cold and the central heating won’t be switched on until Thursday,” she flicked a switch and the heater immediately began to warm the room. As she returned to her seat she suddenly passed across an envelope, “I forgot about this - Rosalie thought it had been included with my official mail in error.”

Nell took the envelope, “Oh that’s where the other letter went to,“ she said with satisfaction, “you remember, Hilda? Last Tuesday I said I’d got four letters - wondered where this had gone.” She looked at the return address, “Monash University, Science Department? Wonder why they’re writing to me, I’ve already got the date of the graduation ceremony.“ She slit the top of the envelope with practised ease and pulled out the sheet of printed paper.

There was silence, when it had gone on for some time Hilda looked across at her friend, “Well now I’m intrigued, Nell, are you able to tell me? Is it bad news?”

“Eh? Oh sorry Hilda,” Nell looked up, somewhat absently, “no, not bad news at all. Rather an honour really. It’s from the Head of the Science Faculty, he was also my Chemistry tutor. He wants to offer me a job.”

“As a university lecturer?”

“Well, sort of, I’d be lecturing in Chemistry, of course, but there’s more,” Nell stopped and looked over at her friend, “he’s taking over as Dean at the end of next year, he wants me to take his place, both as Chemistry lecturer and as Head of the Science Faculty.”

“Head of Science?”

Nell nodded, “Yes, I can’t believe it myself but he says it all here,” she thrust the letter toward her friend. Hilda took it and started to read…

‘…I appreciate that this will be a shock for you, Nell, after all you haven’t even been presented with your degree yet, at least formally - but we both know that your case is somewhat different to the normal mature student. Your knowledge of the subject matter rivals my own and, in many areas covering the history of Chemistry and it’s development in the early twentieth century, it far outstrips mine. Added to which you have a significant gift at being able to pass on your knowledge and to make student understand your subject. That coupled with your own teaching profession and experience make you the ideal candidate as my successor. I venture to add that the funding section of the university will find it particularly difficult to even attempt to intimidate you!

I’m prepared to offer a significant financial package and, as an additional incentive, funding for your PhD and any further research you deem appropriate. The University is close enough that you wouldn’t have to ‘live-in’ but could commute from Port Nepean…’


Hilda looked over at her friend, “This is wonderful Nell,” she said slowly, “that man must really have a high regard for your skills - and rightly so," she grinned suddenly before adding, "Professor Wilson.”

#328:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 10:15 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I wonder if Nell will take the job.

#329:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 10:25 pm
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Didn't think I had to say i was enjoying it to be honest! Took that as read!

Thanks Lesley. I knew we'd find out when you were ready!!! Twisted Evil

#330:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 12:25 am
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Shocked Wonder if Nell will take the job?

Thanks Lesley

#331:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 1:31 am
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Don't do it Nell - you'll have all the lectures nobody else wants, teaching evaluations by your students to contend with, a lack of teaching resources, and an Australian Workplace Agreement that will whittle away your pay and conditions.......other than that, you'll love it!

Be very suspicious of Heads of Departments bearing gifts! Laughing

Thanks Lesley!

#332:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 1:32 am
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Now, that is one extraordinary offer. Shocked

Whatever next?

#333:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 12:38 pm
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Well, knowing that Lesley wants us to wibble, I shall refuse to.

#334:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 5:23 pm
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Hmmmm...

*strokes beard consideringly and sits back to await Lesley's next move....*

#335:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 5:25 pm
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Vikki wrote:
Hmmmm...

*strokes beard consideringly and sits back to await Lesley's next move....*


You know, I had thought you were getting hairy - wasn't going to mention it but... Wink

#336:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 5:40 pm
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*pokes Lesley with a very sharp stick!* Razz

Ratbag! Wink

#337:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 5:42 pm
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rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl


(Gotta go - writing! Wink )

#338:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 5:46 pm
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Be careful not to give in to the impatient and curious Lesley. You wouldn't want to give too much away too soon, would you? Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Wink

#339:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 6:45 pm
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Honestly, will you lot leave her alone and let her write! Laughing

#340:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 7:03 pm
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Carolyn P wrote:
Honestly, will you lot leave her alone and let her write! Laughing


Yes Ma'am!! If you say so Ma'am!!! Laughing Laughing

#341:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 7:19 pm
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Pat wrote:
Carolyn P wrote:
Honestly, will you lot leave her alone and let her write! Laughing


Yes Ma'am!! If you say so Ma'am!!! Laughing Laughing


I do say so!
Laughing

#342:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 8:06 pm
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Why thank you Carolyn! Laughing

Butcher had been true to her word and had stopped causing additional trouble for those members of the prison and hospital staff. However it was obvious that she was still quite badly affected as she instead became somewhat withdrawn and less likely to strike up a conversation with the nursing staff or with the prison guards. She did show some animation when, in response to a call from the Governor, Hilda and Nell visited on the Wednesday afternoon. But this animation faded once the pair had left explaining that they would be unable to visit again until the following Tuesday - after School Term had begun. After hearing reports from a number of the guards and receiving a telephone call from the surgeon, Liam Ford, detailing his concerns, Geri Shaw decided on a course of action. Accordingly, early on Thursday afternoon, there was a quiet knock on Butcher's hospital door. The prison guard, Miss Stanbridge, walked across and there were some minutes of low conversation between her and someone outside. Butcher ignored it, she was sitting out in her chair, close to the window, and had spent the last hour or so staring out into the hospital grounds. She heard the door open again but didn’t react, at least she didn’t until she suddenly heard a voice,

“Hiya Butcher, alright are you?”

Butcher turned quickly to view the woman that had just entered her room, she was dressed in the standard bright orange jump suit worn by all serving prisoners when taken outside the prison. Unlike when Butcher herself had to wear the suit this prisoner was wearing only minimal restraints, with one wrist cuffed to the wrist of her accompanying guard. It was Rees.

The prison guard with Rees pointed her to a seat and swiftly removed the handcuffs; instead she fixed a similar ‘long chain’ to the one that Butcher wore, around Rees’ wrist and attached it to the bed.

“You’ve got two hours, Rees,” she said before leaving the room. Miss Stanbridge nodded quickly to Butcher then also left the room, closing and locking the door behind her.

Rees looked all round the room noting that Butcher also had a ‘long cuff’ attached to the bed, then down at the steel band encircling her wrist, she grinned, “So, we want to run we’ve gotta take the bed with us, that right?”

Butcher smiled, “I’m afraid you’d have me on the bed, as well,” she said, “I’m barely walking at the moment, let alone running.”

“That sounds like too much work, I won’t bother then,” Rees replied, “besides, it’s chicken curry tonight for tea.”

Butcher nodded, “Don’t want to miss that,” she said, “least not while that Indian woman’s one of the chefs - how much longer she got to serve?”

“Kumar? About six months I think, can’t see her wanting to put off her release just so she can cook for us.”

“No,” Butcher paused and shook her head, “Rees how did you wangle coming here? I didn’t even consider asking Shaw because I knew she’d have to refuse.”

Rees shrugged, “Wasn’t my doing, Shaw herself came to see me just after dinner, said that, if I wanted, she could arrange for me to come over and see you,” Rees grinned, “It was a hard decision, I mean, spend the afternoon working in the metal shop, or spend it swanning over here for a chat - which would you choose?”

Butcher grinned and at least some of the strain in her face eased, “I got your letter,” she said, “the one you sent last week, I mean. No idea what you said though.”

“Why not?”

Butcher reached across and pulled out the letter, passed it across, Rees frowned as she saw the degree of censorship, “Bloody screws,” she said, shaking her head, “I said nothing in there that we’d not have said to each other face-to-face. Oh well, I’m here now, what d’you want to know?”

“Everything, really,” Butcher replied, “I’ve been totally isolated here for the past three and a half weeks. What’s the mood inside?”

“It’s been pretty subdued really - I mean no one was expecting you to nearly get yourself killed.”

“I wasn’t expecting it either,” Butcher replied drily.

“Yeah well, Haslam’s old mob have all tried to bury themselves in deep holes and the place is a lot quieter - the mice all seem happier too,” Rees looked across at Butcher quickly, “there is one woman who’s really bricking it, though.”

“Who?”

“Mullins - she’s still in Solitary and she ain’t got anything for the Witness Protection people now, has she?”

Butcher gave a slow smile, “That’s right, she won’t have, will she? That’s good news.”

“Thought you’d like that,” Rees said with a grin, “what else? They had a memorial service for Dale, couple of weeks ago. The entire nick were there - we couldn’t all fit in the Chapel so the priest held it out on the playing fields - it was really good too. Weather was warm, loads of people had good stuff to say about Dale - I said a bit too, said how she’d been a good friend to both you and me.”

Butcher nodded, her eyes dark, “Good, glad you could say something. What about all her stuff?”

“Some cousin or other appeared to take it all, he also got her car and property outside,” Rees paused then laughed, “word is, though, he was tricked into leaving some stamps for the Prison Fund and the stamps have been valued at over half a million. Apparently he’s tried to threaten legal action but Shaw’s got it all sewn up sweet as a nut - he hasn’t got a chance. Shaw’s looking at starting that Rehabilitation Centre - to get people off drugs and booze.”

“That’s good, a lot of women will benefit,” Butcher observed.

“Maybe, but it’ll take down our revenue won’t it?”

Butcher thought, “Not really, we’ll just branch into other things, people will always want stuff that’s not allowed inside, it’ll just not be addictive substances.”

“I suppose.”


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#343:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 8:12 pm
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Good - that's got her thinking about the future and planning. Much healthier.

#344:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 8:23 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I enjoyed hearing the conversation between the two of them.

#345:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 8:56 pm
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Always glad to help Lesley! Laughing

Another great scene, glad Shaw managed to arrange it.

#346:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 9:19 pm
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Excellent!
Thank you Lesley!

#347:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:36 pm
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Brilliant! Smile

Thanks Lesley

#348:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:46 pm
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Thanks Lesley.

Glad to see that Rees was able to help Butcher.

#349:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 1:18 am
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Brilliant conversation - and it was so thoughtful of Geri to arrange that.

I loved the reference to Haslam's mob trying to bury themselves in deep holes....

#350:  Author: AlexLocation: Cambs, UK PostPosted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 1:56 pm
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Amusing that Butcher thinks the rehab centre is a good thing although she'll have to diversify.

Thanks, Lesley.

#351:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 2:02 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I'm glad I'm not the only one who's glad to see Butcher perking up. And planning what sortof contraband she'll need to stock will keep her interested and lively.

#352:  Author: LianeLocation: Manchester PostPosted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 6:26 pm
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Glad the vist happened, Butcher will have loads to think about now.
Thanks Lesley

#353:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 6:38 pm
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“I hear Mrs Francis was decent about you and Grant holding her when I rushed off?” Butcher asked, after a short pause.

Rees nodded, “Oh yeah, she was diamond,” she laughed slightly, “considering the situation she was in when she came round, she was as cool as anything. Real impressive. She managed to persuade the pair of us to let her go when we heard the sirens – said that whatever you were planning to do had certainly happened. She was right, too, the sirens were those of an ambulance coming to save you.”

“Shaw and one of the other screws had already done that,” Butcher put in quietly, “they were the ones that gave me first aid. I was bleeding like a stuck pig.”

“So I heard,” Rees replied, “anyway, I let Mrs Francis out and she immediately presses the emergency button so another screw would appear. Explained the situation and why she didn’t have any keys on her. Then news of what happened in the Governor’s Office leaks out and all Hell breaks loose. Grant and me were whisked away to Solitary, rest of the prison on lock-down, three million screws running round in a flap.”

“I thought that Mrs Francis didn’t press charges?”

”Yeah but that came later, to begin with they just stuck us in somewhere until they could think about what to do with us.”

“When was that?”

“Couple of hours I think, Shaw suddenly appeared in Solitary, ordered our release and we were taken back to the Wing. Rumour is that Mrs Francis refused to go to hospital to have her head checked out until the Governor promised to release us.”

“I see, then?”

“Then? We stayed on lock-down for the rest of the day but the screws were pretty good at keeping us informed. Police appeared at one point and did all their CSI Miami bit, came back and told Shaw that Haslam had been killed by her own gun, but not until after she’d shot you – like Shaw hadn’t already worked that one out,” Rees raised her eyebrows.

“Any news about that gun?”

“No, nothing, screws have been tearing the place apart trying to find out how Haslam got it in. Latest theory is that it was thrown over the wall to her, but I’m not convinced – if it came over the wall someone else, one of the mice maybe, would have seen it. So far though, no-one’s said a word.”

“So how’s business?”

“It’s started to pick up last couple of weeks - there was a slump for a while just after you were injured. We managed to salvage most of Dale’s drops - though I didn’t know all of them.”

“Remind me to tell you where they are before the screws appear,” Butcher said quickly.

“Right,” Rees nodded, “well we’ve got the black market up and running again, Chapman managed to smuggle in a couple of hundred phone cards last week. She was taken to the local hospital for an X-ray of her leg - remember Robinson broke it beginning of the year?”

“Yes, but I thought it had healed well? She didn’t even have a limp last time I saw her.”

“It has, but she faked a few symptoms and Dr Patel sent her to have a check X-ray to be on the safe side. One of her mates dressed up as a technician and managed to pass across the cards along with her X-rays.”

“Surprised the screws didn’t catch on.”

“It was that rookie, Mickey Fielder, he’s so sure of himself he sometimes skips procedures.”

“Really? Useful to know, we’ll have to make use of it, and quick - ‘cos Shaw is certain to be up on that sooner or later.”

“Too right,” Rees returned with feeling.

There was silence for a time then Butcher spoke again, “There’s something else, isn’t there?”

Rees didn’t reply immediately, just sat staring across at Butcher, “Yeah, there’s something,” she said eventually.

“Well?”

Rees took a breath, “I had Wade asking me, first week you were in hospital, about what would happen when you got back. I mean, you ain’t going to be fit for a long time, are you?”

Butcher’s eyes darkened, “No I’m not,” she said softly, “so what did you tell Wade?”

“Told her it was none of her business - but that won’t hold her for long. She asked if I was going to be taking over or if the job was being thrown open to any….”

“I’m not giving up the job to anyone,” Butcher said with some anger.

“Even if you’re not strong enough to hold it?” Rees shot back, her expression unreadable.

Butcher took a few deep breaths, “It’s the wrong time to be talking about this, why don’t we wait until I’m back on the Wing. Then I’ll be happy to discuss the situation with anyone,” her eyes met those of Rees and held then for seconds, “anyone that thinks there should be a change in leadership.”

“I’ll pass that message on to the rest of the women.”

“You do that!”


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#354:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 7:37 pm
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Hmmm, will be interesting to see what happens when she gets back.

#355:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 7:49 pm
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Yes, perhaps Wade has forgotten that Butcher has a very forceful personality. And lots of loyal supporters.

#356:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 8:03 pm
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Trouble ahead?

Thanks Lesley.

#357:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 8:25 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I wonder how Haslam acquired the gun.

#358:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Tue Jun 26, 2007 12:33 am
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Yes, Wade is a worry.... but letting Butcher talk with Rees a good idea.

#359:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Tue Jun 26, 2007 4:03 pm
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Didn't her solicitor bring it in for her? I dimly remember that happening and thinking, 'There's one for the chop if he's ever found out.'

#360:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Tue Jun 26, 2007 11:14 pm
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I have a vague memory of one of the prison officers being pressurised by Haslam - perhaps it was him?

Thank you Lesley.

#361:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 5:38 pm
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Definately trouble ahead there.

Thanks Lesley

#362:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 6:38 pm
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Very sorry for the lack of posts last night and night before - combination of minor block and the need to get onto paper (computer) some scenes that suddenly popped into my head. Most of them, or at least the outlines, are now down so brain can start thinking about something else! Shocked Problem is, I'm not even sure I can use the scenes - maybe the next episode. Rolling Eyes


When the visit ended and Rees had to return to the prison Butcher sat in silence for some hours, so long, in fact, that her guard wondered if arranging for the visit was a mistake. However, by the following morning it was obvious that there had been a positive effect; Butcher seemed determined to regain her fitness as quickly as possible, speaking with the Physiotherapists at length about which exercises would speed up her recovery. Although initially reluctant, the Physios quickly realised that Butcher was very knowledgeable about how her body worked and would not be likely to push too hard. When she described the exercises she routinely performed every day, and her previous level of fitness, they were able to tailor her regime far more specifically to her. In addition, after a talk with Barbara Henschell Butcher was also allowed, at specified times, to start walking along the corridor in her ward, though obviously with security in place. She even managed to arrange occasional visits to the hospital Hydrotherapy Pool. Geri Shaw, visiting later in the week, was well rewarded for allowing Rees to visit – an actual breach in prison rules.

At the Real Chalet School the place had ‘come alive’ on the Thursday, when all Staff, other than those on escort duty, had returned to prepare for the new term. The School and Grounds were a hive of activity with everything from grass cutting and cleaning the pool, through to polishing the floor in the gym and vacuuming all the dormitories, to restocking the vast kitchen storerooms and fridges. Within the Main Office there were supplies and stationary to sort, timetables to arrange, invoices to send and to pay. In fact all the work that was needed, behind the scenes, to ensure that, on Monday, when the pupils returned, everything would be in readiness.

As Thursday came to an end and Friday began everyone was convinced that the work would never be done on time; that, this time, they would not finish and be given the weekend off. This time would see everyone working here on Saturday and Sunday, instead of being given the two days off by the Head as a reward for their hard work. As the Friday afternoon progressed tempers started to flare as everyone realised that, this time, they would not be ready. There was so much to do and so little time. So many things had gone wrong. It was with a sense of some doom that the Senior Management Team gathered around five that afternoon. Each of them certain that, this time, Miss Annersley would order that all Staff work the weekend.

The Head sat there impassively, listening as each member of her team detailed the work still outstanding and the reasons why it had not been completed. For most of them the reasons why work had not finished were due to episodes totally out of their control – Karen detailing that one of her industrial size freezers had broken down during the night, necessitating that all the contents be destroyed and a new freezer bought. The freezer was a fairly new one and was maintained regularly so this was completely unexpected and the additional work involved in clearing up the flood in the kitchen had placed Karen’s staff well behind schedule. The rest of the Team detailed similar problems and it was obvious that another day and a half, possibly two days were going to be needed. So when the Head rose to address everyone they were all expecting her to say that the weekend would be spent in work. She looked round, noting the set expressions on everyone’s faces, then she smiled,

“Well, ladies and gentlemen,” she began, “we do seem to need rather a lot more time to prepare. I’m afraid I will therefore have to ask all of you to pass on to your Staff that, Monday morning, I expect them to report for duty two hours earlier than normal. Have a good weekend, everyone.”

There was a stunned silence before everyone quickly started to file out, eager to get away before Hilda could change her mind. Hilda sat back down and sipped her coffee, smiling across at where Nell Wilson sat, doing the same. As everyone else disappeared Ruth Derwent returned,

“I’ve got to ask, Hilda,” she said with a worried expression, “why? There’s no way that we’ll get everything done in time.”

Hilda’s smile widened, “You just have to know a little about human nature, Ruth,” she said gently. “Had I given the order that everyone was to work the weekend it would have been an extremely unpleasant and wearing time for everyone and it is doubtful that the work would have been finished because everyone, myself included, would be feeling resentful about having to work.”

“Instead,” Nell continued, “everyone will enjoy their weekend off and be determined to move heaven and earth Monday morning to finish everything. And I’ll bet half the Staff will be on-site before seven.”

“Which reminds me,” Hilda said, “I’ll speak with Karen before she disappears, her kitchen staff will be producing breakfast as normal but she should ensure that more is available - as everyone will be here early they will probably need it.”

“Good point,” Nell put in.

#363:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 8:09 pm
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Thanks Lesley. Lovely domestic scene there.

#364:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 8:21 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. Hilda made the right decision there.

#365:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 10:31 pm
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Shrewd move by Hilda. Thank-you Lesley.

#366:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 11:29 pm
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Excellent decision Hilda! They'll move heaven and earth on Monday morning.

#367:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Fri Jun 29, 2007 12:21 pm
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Thanks, Lesley, that was great. Hilda is a wise and wonderful woman.

#368:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 2:20 pm
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Have just caught up with two weeks worth of this, Lesley, and have enjoyed the Hilda and Nell scenes, and the fascinating conversation between Butcher and her friend, the Governor! Laughing Geri's definitely pulling a lot of strings to make Butcher more at ease with her situation.

But of course one has to wonder just what WILL happen when she returns to her *home*.

Am also wondering just what DID take place on those bikes, as you say you won't discuss it yet!! Evil or Very Mad They seem okay......

Thank you.

#369:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 5:28 pm
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Glad Rees visit helped.

Thanks Lesley

#370:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 8:26 pm
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Hilda is such a fabulous employer. Very Happy

Thank you, Lesley.

#371:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 8:45 pm
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The following Monday went exactly as the Head had planned; both she and the Deputy Head were over in their Studies at about six am and they saw fully two thirds of the staff arrive before half six. Everyone put in a huge effort such that by the time the first pupils arrived there was very little indication that anything was still outstanding. To attempt to make up for the chapter of accidents that had occurred the previous Thursday and Friday, the Monday return went exceptionally smoothly, with all pupils and escort Staff arriving precisely on time. Miss Annersley was therefore able to welcome everyone at the evening meal and quickly introduce two new members of Staff, Miss Schmid, Biology Mistress and Mr Hallett, German Master. On hearing Kathy Schmid being introduced Miss Wilson, the Deputy Head, smiled across at the newest member of her Department; thankful that, finally, she had got a suitable person to take over the Biology section. Meanwhile the Head, well aware of the fact that, until now, the Real Chalet School had employed few male teachers, wondered inwardly about how Tony Hallett would manage – especially as he was a very presentable young man.

That evening, a little after eight pm, saw Ruth Derwent knocking on her friend’s cottage door, once ensconced in Rosalind’s lounge with a coffee she looked across,

“Well? Did she go for it?”

Rosalind grinned, “Not only did she go for it but she told me that we could have the two rooms next to the Kitchen, they were originally earmarked as extra storage rooms but Karen doesn’t need them.”

“Excellent, but won’t they need some work before they’re ready to be a crèche?”

Ros nodded, “They will, Hilda told me that she and Mollie Mackenzie had been discussing it, some of the money that, originally, was going to be used for the swimming pool has instead been set aside for this. Hilda hope that everything, including staff, will be ready for a grand opening next year.”

“Not until then?” Ruth sounded disappointed.

“Oh that’s fine as far as I’m concerned,” Ros replied, “I don’t think I could have let Jake go before he was a year anyway. Hilda feels that, to begin with at least, the crèche will be for all but priority will be given to staff members’ children, with Jake being one of them. She says that two of the Domestic Staff have both made enquiries and one of the Security Guards.”

“So it’ll start with four then?”

“At least. Hilda’s speaking with Kathie Robertson about it some time this week - it’ll come into her Department as Head of the Kindergarten.”



Later that evening, closer to ten pm, there was a visitor at the Domestic Staff Boarding House.

“You’re late,” Cherry said as she led the way back to her flat, “I expected you over an hour ago.”

“I know,” Shane replied, “sorry, just as I was about to leave the Sergeant suddenly found me another three hundred files to sort.”

“You managed to change though, I see.”

“Of course, didn’t want to come over here in uniform. Anyway I had to stash the revolver and Dad’s got a suitable locked case.”

By this time the pair were back in Cherry’s flat and Shane immediately sprawled onto the sofa, “Come here, girl!” he ordered, opening his arms wide.

“Yes Master,” Cherry replied, smiling, “would you like a drink first?”

“Of course I would,” Shane said loftily, he then grinned and continued, “better just make it Coke though - I’m on early shift tomorrow.”

Cherry returned with two cokes and the pair snuggled together on the sofa, “So, are you enjoying being a Police Constable then? You’re in your second probationary year now, aren’t you?

“I’m loving it, Cherry,” Shane said seriously, “I know I had problems in Perth but, before that I loved the work and since transferring over to Victoria I’ve loved it even more.” He squeezed her tight before adding, “Of course there are lots of reasons why I love it here.”

Cherry twisted round so she was facing Shane, “I hope so,” she said, mock sternly.

“Two of the best reasons of all are in this flat with me,” Shane said, reaching forward to kiss Cherry on the nose.

“Well of course,” Cherry agreed.

Shane nodded, “Yes, TV and beer… aargh no, stop!” this as Cherry suddenly began punching him beneath his ribs, “You and Robbie, you and Robbie I promise!”

“That’s better,” Cherry leant over and bit Shane’s ear very lightly, Shane hugged her to him.

“Forgot to ask, how’d Robbie’s first day back go?”

“His day went fine,” Cherry replied quickly, “no problem, in fact he exhausted himself, was asleep just after seven. My day was far too long, in fact I nearly texted you to say could we reschedule as I was shattered - Karen was short staffed so I ended up covering double my normal Houses. I‘ve been sitting here willing my eyes to stay open for the last ninety minutes.”

“You should have said,” Shane began.

“No problem, you’re here now,” Cherry smiled and pushed herself up, “and before we get any further let me just go and check that my son isn’t about to spring another surprise visit on us.”

Shane rose quickly, pushing Cherry back to lay on the sofa, “I’ll go,” he said, “I’ve only been pushing paper all day, you have a short break, be back in a mo.”

Cherry smiled and relaxed back. Shane walked along the corridor to Robbie’s room and quietly opened the door. Robbie lay on his stomach, one leg almost touching the floor, his quilt bunched up on one side. He was fast asleep and snoring lightly. Shane moved Robbie’s leg back onto the bed and straightened the quilt. He sat on the side of the bed for a time and gently stroked Robbie’s hair, surprising himself with the depth of the urge to protect this little boy. Eventually though he rose and walked back into the lounge. He stopped dead; Cherry lay on the sofa sound asleep. He moved across, intent on waking her then stopped, shook his head.

“You need your sleep,” he said quietly. He pulled the quilt off Cherry’s bed and lay it over her and kissed her forehead. “Thanks for the drink,” he said, before quietly leaving the flat and returning home.


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#372:  Author: LyanneLocation: Ipswich, England PostPosted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 8:49 pm
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Aah, Shane & Cherry & Robbie are so sweet. I suppose it's several ways of making sure they only have 1 child Smile

#373:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 9:08 pm
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Thanks Lesley, that was such a sweet scene there. Very Happy

#374:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 9:17 pm
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That was lovely. Thanks Lesley.

#375:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 9:21 pm
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Awwww, sweet.

#376:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 9:55 pm
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Awww. Thanks Lesley.

#377:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 10:46 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. That was a lovely scene.

#378:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 4:03 am
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Very Happy Very Happy Very Happy Very Happy
*looks forward to exciting term*

Yes, Shane is really finding a place in the family, isn't he. Smile

Thank you, Lesley.

#379:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 5:31 am
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What a lovely affectionate scene between Shane and Cherry - although at this rate, they'll never produce a contender for a place in that creche! Laughing

#380:  Author: LianeLocation: Manchester PostPosted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 7:13 am
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That was lovely Lesley. Thank you.

#381:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 11:08 am
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Thanks, Lesley. I was beginning to get worried about your not posting, but that was lovely.

#382:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 1:01 pm
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She couldn't have anyone better than Shane, could she? Wink

Thanks, Lesley.

#383:  Author: Identity HuntLocation: UK PostPosted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 4:51 pm
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This is a delightful scene, Lesley !

But why do I have this premonition that it is just the calm before the storm?
Twisted Evil

#384:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 10:18 pm
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The first week or two of term went very quickly; the Staff and pupils all settling down and working hard from the first day. During the Assembly on the Tuesday morning Miss Annersley had announced that Half Term would be spent at the School - but refused to be drawn on exactly what activities were planned for the students and Staff. Instead she and Miss Wilson just smiled aggravatingly at each other. The Head also reminded everyone that it was the Athletics meeting later that term and that a new school, Mrs Dixon’s High School would make a fourth team for the competition. There were no new pupils starting that term and, as the year was now over halfway, the School needed very little time to return to normal. The Head remarked upon this at the beginning of her weekly meeting with the Deputy Head, the following week.

“Well it’s understandable really, Hilda,” Nell Wilson replied, “I mean you said it, we’ve got no new girls, a couple of new Staff but they’ve slotted into Julie and my Departments as though they were made for them, it’s not surprising that everything’s started smoothly.” She finished making coffee and brought the mugs across for herself and her friend. Hilda was sat at the small table in the Deputy Head’s office - the pair of them deciding to hold the meeting in Nell’s office for once.

“I suppose you’re right, Nell,” Hilda replied, sipping her drink, “plus we have been in post now more than two years, it’s understandable that things should work properly.”

Nell frowned slightly, “Is it really two years? Yes, I suppose it is, we, that is you, took over the Headship in July 2004, didn’t you?”

“We, Nell,” Hilda replied firmly, “we’re a partnership, remember? At least, we are for now, the future may change things.”

Nell smiled, “I told you, I haven’t made up my mind about that yet,” she said mildly, “don’t jump to conclusions.”

“It’s a fantastic opportunity, Nell,” Hilda began, then stopped, seeing her friend shake her head, “alright, I’ll stop nagging, but you know it’s a fabulous post and you are just the person to fill it.”

“Enough, Hilda!” Nell was still smiling but there was a distinct glint in her eyes.

Hilda subsided, turned to School matters, “Kathy is settling in well?”

“Very well,” Nell replied, seeming glad that the conversation had moved from her future plans, “I think she’ll be perfect in the role, and she seems to be slotting in well with Lesley, Pauline and Rebecca. What about young Tony?”

“Julie Berne reports that he’s doing fine, so far at least, it’s early days. He and Jeanne seem to have become lifelong friends already, he’s a keen climber and they’ve been chatting about the merits of various mountains. Apparently he’s already promised to take her, and anyone else that’s interested, rock climbing in the holidays.”

“What? With all those ropes, pitons and crampons?” Nell sounded surprised, “That’s a bit of a change for Jeanne, isn’t it?”

“Well it’s a good thing really,” Hilda replied, “it means she has finally got over her dread of mountains - I’m pleased, it’s taken long enough, it’s nearly two years since her encounter with Gwynneth after all.”

The talk moved onto to administrative matters within the School for some time, both women having a number of issues that needed to be discussed. Eventually, after nearly an hour they both sat back,

“Considering it is the beginning of term,” Hilda began, “we seem to have a fair amount to do.”

“True,” Nell replied, rising from her chair and walking across to switch the kettle on for another drink, “but remember we didn’t really do very much over the holidays, did we? And we are halfway through the second week now, aren’t we?”

“We are,” Hilda nodded, “oh, by the way, did I tell you Geri rang?”

“It’s still alright for us to go and see Butcher tonight, isn’t it?”

“It is,” Hilda confirmed, “but she rang to tell us that Butcher will be transferring back to the Prison at the weekend, apparently Mr Ford feels she is fit enough.”

“Well Butcher will be pleased,” Nell replied, “though it will mean we can’t visit as frequently. Still, probably just as well, didn’t Geri say that that Joyce Shipley was trying to stop the extra visits Butcher was having anyway?”

“She did, apparently Mrs Shipley is one for sticking rigidly to the rules - Geri wasn’t too impressed.”

“Not surprised, if Geri had stuck to the rules at the beginning of the year she’d be out of a job and Masters would still be Governor.” Nell brought over the mugs of coffee, set one in front of her friend. The pair sat in silence for a time.

“Was there any other business, Hilda?” Nell asked eventually.

Hilda shook her head, “No, not really - you remember we’ve got a Board meeting this Friday?”

Nell nodded, “Yes, it’ll be good to see Madge again - hope she and Jem had a good holiday - New Zealand sounds wonderful.”

“It does, we should arrange a visit sometime,” Hilda finished her coffee and stood, “I’d best be going, I have the Upper Sixth this afternoon for a double lesson on poetry.”

“I thought that was only a temporary thing when Ruth was off sick last term?”

“Ruth asked if I would like to continue - said that the girls had liked the lessons and that she felt I was the one most likely to be able to pass on the information the girls needed,” Hilda flushed slightly while saying this.

Ruth said that?” Nell asked, “she’s really matured into her role then, hasn’t she? When we were at the original School she would never have suggested someone else might be able to do her job as well if not better.”

#385:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 10:43 pm
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Thanks Lesley, nice to hear how various people are doing. Although surely Hilda and Nell of all people ought to know better than to say that things are going smoothly.

#386:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 11:43 pm
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Fascinating to see the way in which people are evolving, especially Ruth Derwent. I'm so pleased Jeanne can contemplate returning to something that gave her so much pleasure.

"Everything's started smoothly," has it? Go on, you two, tempt fate (or Lesley), why don't you? : Wink

#387:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 12:15 am
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Cath V-P wrote:
"Everything's started smoothly," has it? Go on, you two, tempt fate (or Lesley), why don't you? : Wink


*agrees*
That Shipley person sounds particularly worrisome.
Nice to have a little peace, though.

Thank you, Lesley. Smile

#388:  Author: Elder in OntarioLocation: Ontario, Canada PostPosted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 1:31 am
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Yes, I thought someone was tempting fate, too, with that comment about things starting smoothly - trouble is, we all know you too well, Lesley. Very Happy Very Happy

#389:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 9:21 am
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There's quite a bit in that conversation that have ominous overtones - like, for example, that job offer for Nell. *Glint in the eye* indeed! Laughing

Of course you're the best one to pass on things re poetry, Hilda. You doubt it? Shocked

Thanks, Lesley

#390:  Author: Fiona McLocation: Bendigo, Australia PostPosted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:26 am
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Have just sat glued to all the archived editions and finally caught up to the current posts. My poor SLOC has been talking to the hand for the last couple of weeks! Laughing All I can say is I'm really glad I didn't have to suffer through all the cliffs you write. Ooops! You don't do cliffs do you? Wink Anyway glad you didn't kill off Butcher as she is one of my favourite characters.
Thanks

#391:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 11:13 am
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Thanks, Lesley. As the others have said, it's all going too smoothly for a term at RCS. I have deep suspicions about the future.

#392:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 8:22 pm
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At about the same time in the Managing Director’s Office of Real Chalet School Industries the MD was standing looking out of her window onto the view of the city of Melbourne. ‘It was good to be back,’ she thought to herself, “I really enjoyed, and needed, the holiday, but it’s good to be back.’ A noise at the door jolted her from her thoughts and she looked across to see her sister,

“Joey! Oh Joey it’s so good to see you again,” she moved across and the two embraced. After a time Joey Maynard pushed back slightly and looked down at her older sister,

“Well you look alright,” she said finally, “so what’s all this nonsense Jem’s been spouting off about being unwell?”

Madge shook her head indignantly, “I’ll murder him!” she said, referring to her husband, “he’s got no right, telling you.”

“If I were unwell,” Joey began, her black eyes showing her concern and worry, “you’d want to know about it, wouldn’t you?”

Madge shook her head, “But it was nothing, a spot of indigestion, nothing more - I’d probably eaten too much shellfish the night before.”

“Jem said it wasn’t indigestion,” Joey returned quickly, “I know he’s not practised for a few years, but he was a doctor, remember?”

“He’s a complete fusspot,” Madge replied, though with a soft expression in her eyes, “I was fine - I spent an entire day in hospital in Wellington having all the tests under the sun - the results were a clean bill of health. Nothing.”

“But you’ve had further symptoms, haven’t you?” Joey’s questioning was relentless.

“No I haven’t,” Madge replied, a little too quickly, “I’ve just had a bit of back ache and I’ve pulled a muscle in my arm,” she rubbed her left arm.

#393:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 8:31 pm
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Indigestion and a pain in the LEFT arm. Sounds kind of ominous to me.

*Wibbles*

Thanks Lesley.

#394:  Author: SugarLocation: second star to the right! PostPosted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 8:36 pm
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Hmmmm Ominious indeed. Thanks for this Lesley - just caught up with a weeks worth!

#395:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 8:36 pm
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...and so it begins.

#396:  Author: ChelseaLocation: Your Imagination PostPosted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 8:46 pm
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This is NOT good....


(the situation with Madge, not Lesley's writing - just to be clear).

#397:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 9:10 pm
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Interesting. Hope it's nothing too drastic, but knowing Lesley....!

#398:  Author: Elder in OntarioLocation: Ontario, Canada PostPosted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 9:42 pm
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I fear I may know what this is, but hope I'm wrong - however, knowing Lesley......

#399:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:00 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. It was lovely to see the scene between Hilda and Nell. It was also good to see the scene between Madge and Joey, though I am now wibbling about Madge.

#400:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 11:48 pm
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Oh dear.....goes off to corner to practise meditation......
Thanks Lesley.

#401:  Author: KarryLocation: Stoke on Trent PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 6:17 am
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Indegestion hmmm? back pain and an aching LEFT arm? That sounds just like the way my dad stated with his problems (He had a heart attack in Darington Bus station, having just got on the National Express bus to come home to Nottingham! He wouldnt let Mum tell the driver, and they then got a taxi from Nottingham home. That was the point the cardiac flying unit were called! Talk about stubborn!)

#402:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 9:16 am
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Guess we all knew it was too good to last. She's not going to die on us in the middle of the meeting, is she, Lesley? Shocked

#403:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 10:12 am
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Heart trouble? Madge is too young for that, in this drabble series, anyway.

#404:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 4:37 pm
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Argghh I miss a few days get to catrch up with a few lovely posts and then get hit by this...ominious is the word!

Thanks Lesley

#405:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 7:57 pm
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Lesley Ann Green!! Don't you DARE do anything evil!!
*turns stern gaze on Lesley*

#406:  Author: SugarLocation: second star to the right! PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 8:08 pm
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Vikki wrote:
Lesley Ann Green!! Don't you DARE do anything evil!!
*turns stern gaze on Lesley*


Like daring her isn't a reaaaalllly silly idea Vikki Wink

#407:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 8:10 pm
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Lesley doesn't need daring - she'd do it anyway!!! Twisted Evil Twisted Evil

#408:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 8:35 pm
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*Tra la la! Twisted Evil Wink *

#409:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 8:36 pm
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Lesley wrote:
*Tra la la! Twisted Evil Wink *


And that's just admitting it!!!

#410:  Author: KatarzynaLocation: North West England PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 8:42 pm
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It's a singing lesley - but badly out of tune there Very Happy


Right, well, as she's cliff building i should think by now we all know what to do..........


I've got a cupboard full of drinks that need drinking before i move out - cos they aren't coming with me. anyone up for a cliff top party?




K
who isn't worried at all - after all my own gran spent a week in hospital with a suspected heart attack but they had to let her out in the end admitting that she might well have been right about indegestion from the undercooked brown rice, curry and elderberry wine (home made) my father had forced on her.

#411:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 8:51 pm
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Do we need to resurrect the trampolines do you think? And did the comfy chairs get ruined in the floods or are they still around?

#412:  Author: KatarzynaLocation: North West England PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 8:54 pm
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the leather covered ones seem ok - could do with a bit of a wipe down though.

I don';t think there is any need for trampolines just yet......... besides which surely people have learnt to look for the cliffs now, they don't need trampolines, any fallers, well it's their own fault Smile

#413:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 8:57 pm
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*Settles into a nice comfy chair to watch the fun *

Chocolate anyone?

#414:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 9:02 pm
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Wonder if we can scrounge any of Dawn's ice cream.

#415:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 9:45 pm
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I've got a rather strange chocolate, vanilla and raspberry if anyone's feeling brave.

*offers spoons*

#416:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 11:05 pm
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Have just made some caramel slice - it's very good with coffee! Very Happy

#417:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 11:21 pm
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Nothing wrong with a few trampolines as a safety precaution. Accidents do happen, even if no one around here would actually push someone off.... (Just so no one else suggests that I try balancing on said trampolines with one leg. Even the PT people seem to have given up on that one.)

*calls RCS hospital just in case and sits down at a safe (?) distance*

#418:  Author: KatarzynaLocation: North West England PostPosted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 8:09 am
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I don't know, you go and sleep overnight and we are all still camped out on this cliff waiting for an update.

I have toast however, which will do for breakfast, any coffee going?

#419:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 12:14 pm
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*Passes fresh coffee and bagels*


Have a punnet of ripe plums if anyone is interested?

#420:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 5:50 pm
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I'm sorry, but I've scoffed all my fish and chips tonight.

#421:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 5:54 pm
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Friday morning saw Butcher awaiting a visit from the Consultant Surgeon Mr Ford. He arrived a little after ten o’clock, “Well Butcher,” he said with a smile, “I understand you are keen to leave here?”

Butcher smiled, “Yes Mr Ford,” she said quickly.

“I’ve spoken with the Sister of the ward and with the Physiotherapist; you’ve been working hard, haven’t you?”

“Yes sir.”

“And when you get back to the Prison Hospital?”

“I’ll continue to work hard, Mr Ford,” Butcher replied, “I want to get back to my proper place.”

The Surgeon nodded, “Very well,” he said, “you may return to the prison, but only to the hospital for now. I’ll see you in another two weeks to check on your progress,” he paused before adding, “I think I’ll make the trip to the prison,” he said, “rather than force you to have to come here in chains, I’ll contact your prison doctor to arrange it.”

“Thanks Mr Ford.”

After the Surgeon had left Butcher looked expectantly toward the prison guard, who shook her head,

“I don’t know, Butcher,” she said quickly, answering the unasked but obvious question, “I’ll get in touch with the Governor, find out when transport can be arranged.”

“Thanks Miss Stanbridge.”

Later that morning saw Butcher in the middle of a session with the Physio when there was a knock on the door. The guard walked across to open it and allowed two figures to enter. Butcher was standing in the centre of the room listening to the Physio beside her,

“Now once you’re back in the prison you’ll be able to go for longer walks, right?”

“Yes,” Butcher was breathing quickly, but able to reply, “the prison hospital has a long corridor and even a small courtyard; I should be able to keep up the exercises.”

“Well make sure you do, Butcher,” the woman paused then added, “and good luck to you.”

“Thanks,” Butcher said quietly, she watched the Physio leave the room then, without acknowledging the two newcomers, went back to walking the six feet or so beside her bed, when she reached the end and the chain on her wrist stopped her, she turned and walked back, her breathing somewhat laboured.

“Butcher,” the voice was familiar and Butcher stopped and turned,

“Morning, Miss Shaw.”

Shaw smiled slightly, “Butcher, this is Ms Shipley, Head of the Prison Board,” she indicated the woman standing beside her. Butcher looked over curiously, having never seen the woman before. Joyce Shipley was a tall, somewhat stout woman of late middle age. She wore a well-cut suit and had an expensive but stylish necklace and earrings. Her expression was one Butcher recognised well, that of someone trying desperately to appear friendly and interested, but really being just frightened. Butcher smiled inwardly whilst replying,

“Morning Ms Shipley.”

“Good Morning, Butcher,” Joyce Shipley smiled quickly, Butcher nodded then turned to continue her walk back and forth beside the bed, Shipley continued, “I understand you are doing well?”

Butcher stopped, looked back, aware that Shaw was watching her closely, “Yeah, I’m doing fine,” she said, “though I’ll be pleased when I get back to the prison - Mr Ford said I could go and the sc…Miss Stanbridge has arranged transport for this afternoon.”

Ms Shipley gave a slight laugh, “You’ll be pleased to return to prison, Butcher? That’s the first time I’ve heard any of you actually express pleasure at being sent back to prison.”

Butcher’s eyes had narrowed slightly at the words ‘any of you’ and she noted that Shaw’s eyes had done the same, “Well maybe you’ve not spoken to enough of ‘us’, Ms Shipley,” she said quietly, “but for me, fact is, when I get back to the prison hospital I’ll be able to take my convalescence seriously, walk the length of the corridor rather than being held to walking just six feet ‘cos of this,” she held up her arm, indicating the wrist with the steel band encircling it and the chain leading to the bed.

“Well,” Shipley swallowed quickly, “I’m sure you understand that having a person with your, ah, reputation and record in a civilian hospital, the people need to feel safe.”

“Oh right, safe,” Butcher nodded, she drew in two slow, laboured breaths, “funny, I’ve had nurses, doctors, physios – they’ve all asked why I needed to be chained up when I already had an armed guard here.”

Shipley shook her head, “Now Butcher, you have to appreciate that these restrictions are in place because of what you have done in the past...”

“What I’ve done in the past, Ms Shipley?” Butcher repeated, “What, you mean pushing someone out of the way of a bullet? Or do you mean stopping someone who was attempting murder? You mean the restrictions were because of those actions, Ms Shipley?”

Shipley looked somewhat disconcerted, “I mean that, as a convicted criminal your punishment means that you should expect such treatment...”

“Wrong, Ms Shipley,” Butcher returned, “as a convicted criminal my punishment is a sentence of imprisonment – the act of going to prison is the punishment, not anything else – any additional punishments I may receive inside will be for breaking the rules.” Butcher took a few more breaths, holding onto the bed for support, and then continued, “I can accept the guard, you know? After all, I’m almost fit enough to run, aren’t I? And even when I wasn’t it would give the general public some reassurance, especially those already vulnerable because they were in hospital and sick. But the chains? At the last hospital I couldn’t even sit up in bed, great reward for risking my life, Ms Shipley, wasn’t it?”

“That’s enough, Butcher,” Shaw said softly.

“Yes Miss Shaw.”

Shipley had flushed somewhat at the words from Butcher, now she rallied, “Perhaps if I saw more evidence that prison is an unpleasant place to be, Butcher, I might have more sympathy with your viewpoint. But everything I‘ve seen confirms my opinion that today prison is too easy.”

Even before Butcher could react Shaw herself had interrupted, “With respect, Ms Shipley, I don’t think you can possibly be serious. Prison is not intended to be, nor is it ‘easy’. The inmates are well aware they are there as punishment.”

Shipley smiled thinly, “So you say, Geri, but I’ve visited any number of prisons, probably as many as you or Butcher have been in, I know what I’ve seen.”

“Visits don’t count,” Butcher said flatly. She had now sat down in her chair and was glaring across at the woman, “visits don’t count,” she repeated, “to experience prison you have to be an inmate or an officer. Visitors see only what it’s wanted they see.”

“I assure you Butcher, I’ve seen…”

“You’ve seen nothing,” Butcher spat back, “no more that the Queen sees when she goes visiting, everything spruced up, clean and tidy, Hell she thinks the entire world smells of new paint. You’ve seen nothing. To know what it’s like in prison you’ve got to be there, a week, maybe. Inmate or officer, but not a visitor.”

“Butcher,” Shaw said warningly but Shipley stopped her,

“No, it’s alright Geri, Butcher is entitled to her opinion,” Shipley said stiffly, “however wrong that might be. But I can see I am achieving nothing here. I’m disappointed, Governor, from our earlier conversations it appeared that Butcher was someone worthy of notice - it seems you were mistaken. Goodbye.”

There was silence for a time after Shipley left then Shaw sighed, “I should be really annoyed with you Butcher, I was trying to get her to relax her approach, now you’ve wrecked that idea.”

Butcher took a few quick breaths then, "If you should be annoyed with me, Governor, why aren’t you?”

Shaw looked over, “Because I agree with everything you’ve just said,” she replied with a rueful smile.


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#422:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 6:15 pm
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A closed mind will not be opened by words. Someone as convinced as she is will not listen, only hear the words spoken.
Thanks Lesley.

#423:  Author: Elder in OntarioLocation: Ontario, Canada PostPosted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 7:50 pm
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Lovely last line - Geri Shaw is so refreshingly honest. It's not surprising she has Butcher's respect! And I agree with Pat's comment about Joyce Shipley's closed mind.

#424:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 7:56 pm
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Visits do indeed not count, Butcher. One can't possibly imagine what it is like to be cooped up for the rest of your life. You can only know when you experience it - so listen to the inmates.

But then Shipley wouldn't listen to anything Butcher said. Nor acknowledge her saving of Geri.

Thanks, Lesley

#425:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 10:00 pm
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Thank-you Lesley.

I like the way Butcher and Geri are completely in accord. And I disagree with Shipley that Butcher is not worthy of notice, she put up a couple of good arguments. Just not ones Shipley could accept or allow to be valid. Which comes back to Pat's comment about a closed mind.

#426:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 10:31 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I liked the last line!

#427:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 11:59 pm
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Oh great, a Head of the Prison Board who regards the prison as the punishment, not the imprisonment. And more worryingly, a person who will not accept a valid argument.

I like the last line!

#428:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 3:46 am
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Oh, dear. How much damage will Ms. Shipley do?
*hopes the allies are effective*

Thank you, Lesley.

#429:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 4:11 pm
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Butcher returned to the prison at around three thirty that afternoon; her return was rather more ‘low-key’ that when she had left the prison almost six weeks before. Then she had left in an ambulance, siren screaming, more dead than alive. Now, however she didn’t return in an ambulance; instead a prison car had been arranged and Butcher sat sedately in the back, not wearing any of her normal restraints, instead sat beside her, and with her left wrist cuffed to Butcher’s right, was the Governor, Miss Shaw. Geri had not completely forgotten about security, however - in the front, as well as the driver, was the ever-present armed guard. The fact that the guard was totally unnecessary was known to only a few; Butcher and Shaw being two of them.

On reaching the prison the car was directed through the vehicle gate and along the internal road to the Hospital Wing. Once there the guard left, no longer required. Shaw reached across and removed the handcuffs around hers and Butcher’s wrists,

“Alright Butcher, out now.” Shaw ordered gently.

Butcher nodded and opened the door to her left, as she did Shaw walked round from her side and stood watching as Butcher slowly swung her legs out of the car and braced herself to stand. Seeing the strain in Butcher’s face and the flicker of pain, Shaw reached out to help…

“Don’t!” The command from Butcher was unmistakeable, Shaw frowned but Butcher continued, “Don’t try and help me, Shaw. It’ll be round the prison faster than lightning.”

Shaw blinked slightly, “Everyone is at work, Butcher,” she protested quickly, “no-one is interested in your return.”

“Guess again,” Butcher replied, she jerked her head across to the Hospital Block, at each of the barred windows an inmate could clearly be seen, watching avidly as Butcher returned.

Shaw nodded slightly, realising that the inmates were all assessing Butcher’s fitness, she stood back a little, “Stop dawdling, Butcher,” she said sharply, her tones easily reaching the watching audience, “I do have other duties, you know?”

Butcher smiled slightly, “Just enjoying being outside all the bars for a little longer, Governor,” she said, her tone only just this side of insolent.

She stood slowly and schooled her features into her normal expression before turning to face the watchers. With Shaw standing beside her but not touching, Butcher slowly walked across to the Hospital Wing entrance. Once inside the Hospital Officers swiftly appeared and moved Butcher to one of the singled bedded wards near the Officers’ Station. They spent some time checking her and arranging for pain relief however, in less than twenty minutes Butcher was lying on a bed recuperating. Shaw re-appeared,

“Are you alright, Butcher?”

Butcher nodded slightly, “Yeah, least I will be. Journey took more out of me than I realised. Thanks for playing along earlier.”

Shaw smiled, “I should have realised, you have some work to do, to retain your status, don’t you?”

Butcher looked across sharply, “I do,” she replied, “but don’t worry Governor, I’ll manage.”

“I’m sure you will, Butcher,” Shaw’s smile widened, “but don’t forget,” she added, “you owe me.”

Butcher’s eyes gleamed at the words and, as she responded she had a slight smile on her lips, “Really Shaw? Yet I thought that you owed me,” she paused, “big time.”

Realising just what Butcher meant, Shaw inclined her head slightly, acknowledging the debt.


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#430:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 4:24 pm
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Such understanding, such trust, such unusual women, both of them.

Thanks, Lesley.

#431:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 6:11 pm
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Great to see Butcher back where she feels comfortable but what about Madge???

Thanks Lesley

#432:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 6:24 pm
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Lesley wrote:
“I’m sure you will, Butcher,” Shaw’s smiled widened, “but don’t forget,” she added, “you owe me.”

Butcher’s eyes gleamed at the words and, as she responded she had a slight smile on her lips, “Really Shaw? Yet I thought that you owed me,” she paused, “big time.”


I would think Butcher is still in credit Wink

Thank you Lesley. Hope you are feeling better.

#433:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 12:38 am
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They understand one another so very well.
Thank you Lesley.

#434:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 1:00 pm
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Thank you, Lesley. Such understanding from Geri Shaw. Unfortunately, she'll never go any higher that Prison Governor, she's far too aware of what prison is like.

#435:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 3:07 pm
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For those that are interested - this should explain the risk to women from Coronary Heart Disease.


The Board Meeting that evening went well. Madge Russell had continued the habit of holding most Board Meetings at the RCS even though the make-up of the Board had changed since the early days. As well as the four permanent members of the board there were eight temporary ones, each serving for two years. When Madge had first set up the RCS she had ensured that both original School and CBB members were on the Board. Now, more than three years later, she felt there was no need to differentiate between those that had entered the Real World via a separate route. Therefore the current board reflected purely those people that Madge and the other permanent members felt would be of help in running the company. As Hilda and Nell arrived they greeted Kate Mason and Neil Hillier, both of whom had arrived with Madge and Joey. A few minutes later Carolyn Phillips, Karen Pfiffen and Ruth Derwent appeared from the School. Shortly afterwards the other three Board members arrived, Irene Jackson, Richard Beale and Simon Marrin - the latter two both businessmen who had invested a great deal of time and money into helping Madge build up the company during the last three years.

The meeting went extremely well; the company had been very profitable over the last year or so and Madge was able to announce further expansion plans, not only within Australasia and the Far East, but, tentatively, into both the European and North American spheres. The share holders would be getting reasonable returns too, but with most of them opting to re-invest in the company the finances were very healthy. Once the meeting was over Madge and Joey were invited back to Hilda and Nell’s cottage for a drink and a chat.

“So you are sure you are alright now, Madge?” Hilda sounded worried having heard all the details from Joey, “has Daisy checked that there are no further signs?”

“I’m fine Hilda, I told you it was all a false alarm,” Madge protested, she accepted a mug of coffee from Nell before sitting at the kitchen table.

“And you’ve had no more symptoms then?” Nell continued, sitting opposite Madge, Hilda and Joey also sitting round the table.

“No, nothing,” Madge replied glibly, there were some seconds of silence during which Hilda and Nell just looked at her, then, “oh good grief you two are impossible, yes, I’ve had a few minor symptoms that could, I say could be thought relevant, I’ve hurt my back and pulled a muscle in my arm, that’s all. You’re all worrying unnecessarily though - women don’t get heart disease do they?”

“They might,” Nell returned seriously, “especially if they’ve had a number of the risk factors - and we’ve all had some of those in the past.”

“Promise us that you’ll get Daisy to give you a thorough check-up, Madge,” Hilda said, “we can’t afford to lose you, you know?”

Madge sighed, then looked from her sister’s worried face to the no less worried ones of two of her closest friends, “Oh very well,” she said crossly, “I’ll speak to Daisy tomorrow. What with all of you and Jem fussing I’m starting to feel as though I’m back at School! Now, did you want to see these photos of New Zealand or not?”

At the words both Hilda and Nell subsided and didn’t mention Madge’s health again - however each of them privately decided to check that Daisy Venables had been consulted. Madge had brought across her digital camera as well as her video camera and the four women spent an enjoyable two or three hours looking through the pictures, alternately admiring the scenery, laughing at the pictures of Madge and Jem caught out acting like teenagers, and wishing that they could visit. As the clock was striking eleven the sisters prepared to leave,

“I’d definitely go back there,” Madge said as she reached across to kiss Hilda goodnight, “perhaps we should arrange for all four of us to go sometime?”

Hilda looked across at Nell, “That sounds like an excellent idea, Madge, what do you think, Nell?”

“I think we should start arranging it straight away,” Nell said enthusiastically, “I’ll make a start if everyone’s in agreement?” She looked round at the other three, seeing them all nodding.

Joey smiled across at her sister, “Well at least that will mean you aren’t allowed to work another three years before taking a holiday.”

Madge looked affronted, “I’ll have you know, little sister, that Jem is more than capable of ensuring that. He’s forever nagging me to take time off - he really does try to look after m…” she stopped suddenly and the other three all turned toward her with some concern. As they watched Madge’s face suddenly changed from it’s normal tanned colour to a sickly grey. Before anyone could react though Madge toppled to the floor.

#436:  Author: Fiona McLocation: Bendigo, Australia PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 3:24 pm
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I was thinking yippee I'm the first to comment until that last sentence. Hope Madge is okay but refuse to wibble with all the cliffs you've left us on in the past. Glad Butcher is back in prison for her sake and think Ms Shipley should try living there for a week and see what it's really like

#437:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 3:32 pm
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Hmm, a pulled muscle, eh?

#438:  Author: KatarzynaLocation: North West England PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 3:56 pm
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Well techncially the heart is a muscle!

#439:  Author: Elder in OntarioLocation: Ontario, Canada PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 4:12 pm
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OK, I was suspecting some sort of cardiac problem there - but I wish you hadn't proved me right, Lesley!! Fortunately, I'm enough of an optimist to be fairly confident of a happy outcome for Madge eventually, though I wouldn't put it past you to keep us on tenterhooks for a while before that!

#440:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 5:20 pm
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Glad I put some smelling salts into the packs for the cliff party. I suspect that they'll be needed now.

Thanks Lesley.

#441:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 5:41 pm
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Argh! Yes, I was afraid the symptoms fit.

Nice to see the exchange between Butcher & Geri above. I think they've gone beyond "owing" to friendship at this point, despite the banter.

Thank you, Lesley.

#442:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 6:41 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I am really wibbling now.

#443:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 6:47 pm
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That's enough to cause the other three to have a heart attack as well, Madge just keeling over like that. Shocked Now where's Nell and her life-saving skills?

Thanks, Lesley.

#444:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 7:06 pm
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Not wibbling exactly, just apprehensively wondering. Honest Wink

*sits tight on cliff edge*

Thanks Lesley.

#445:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 8:27 pm
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MaryR wrote:
That's enough to cause the other three to have a heart attack as well, Madge just keeling over like that. Shocked Now where's Nell and her life-saving skills?


Actually, you know, Nell wasn't the first to demonstrate that she knew CPR. Wink

There was a split second of total shock then all three of the others moved toward Madge, Joey was fastest,

“Madge, Madge wake up, darling wake up!” Joey’s golden voice was so full of pain that the other two both winced.

“Get out of the way, Joey, let us help!”

Nell tried to move past Joey to check out her friend but Joey just continued to hug her sister to her, crying. In desperation Nell reached out and grabbed hold of Joey’s arms and literally threw her across the other side of the kitchen, she and Hilda both bent to examine the stricken woman, turning her onto her back and lying her flat on the floor. Hilda lifted Madge’s head back to safeguard her airway while Nell bent to listen for heart sounds, she looked across at Joey,

“Joey, keep it down, I need to be able to hear. Call for help!”

But Joey, kneeling and praying over the other side of the room didn’t react, instead, through horrified eyes she watched her sister, her substitute mother, lying there, looking as though she were dead. Tears began to drip from her eyes as she watched, transfixed.

“Josephine!” And suddenly there was something that could pierce through Joey’s panic, as Hilda Annersley’s ice-cold tones penetrated. Joey looked up to meet those grey eyes…

“Joey, Madge needs your help,” Hilda’s eyes born into Joey’s relentlessly.

“I-I can’t!” Joey wailed, “I don’t know what to do.”

“Call for help, Joey!” Hilda ordered, next to her Nell completed her examination,

“No breathing, no pulse, Hilda we’ll have to resuscitate. You okay with the breathing?”

“Yes Nell,” Hilda watched as her friend knelt above Madge and placed the heels of her palms above the sternum.

“Okay Hilda, follow my rhythm, thirty to two starting now,” she began pressing down urgently on Madge’s chest, compressing the sternum and the heart beneath it. Hilda looked across at Joey,

“Call the Gatehouse, get an ambulance, then contact Nancy Chester bring her here! We’re relying on you, Joey.” She stopped there as Nell was finishing the last of her compressions, bent to breathe air and oxygen into her friend.

Joey swallowed once quickly then straightened, “Yes Miss Annersley,” she whispered, then reached for the phone.

Edited as the rhythm for CPR has changed and I didn't know! Embarassed


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#446:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 8:37 pm
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Hands round the flask of Baileys to everyone.

#447:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 8:39 pm
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*watches the drama unfolding*

Anyone plunging down the cliff yet?

#448:  Author: SugarLocation: second star to the right! PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 8:49 pm
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walks to the end of the cliff and peers.......um like we couldn't see that one coming!

Thanks Lesley. Poor Joey though

#449:  Author: KatarzynaLocation: North West England PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 9:03 pm
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hum, yes, well sugar, I am sure there will be more to it than that - this is lesley after all!

and about now we'll be going back to the prison, or Cherry & Shane, anything other than continuing with this line of story won't we Very Happy

#450:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 9:08 pm
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Well as no-one (apart from Sugar - thank you Sugar kiss ) has commented on the actual story - it seems you're not interested anyway! Twisted Evil

#451:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 9:10 pm
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Well you surely wouldn't expect me to comment on your non-cliffs would you Lesley? Twisted Evil Twisted Evil
doesn't mean I don't want any more! It's the first thing I open when I come onto the board.


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#452:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 9:11 pm
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Pat wrote:
Well you surely wouldn't expect me to comment on your non-cliffs would you Lesley? Twisted Evil Twisted Evil
doeswn't mean I don't want any more! It's the first thing I open when I come onto the board.


Twisted Evil

#453:  Author: KatarzynaLocation: North West England PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 9:28 pm
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Of course were interested, but surely you'd rather we enjoyed reading it, speculated on what would happen next and made comments according to our speculations more than an endless list of Thanks Lesley!

Though I am sure that could be arranged! Wink




Thanks Lesley Twisted Evil

#454:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 9:57 pm
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Good thing Nell & Hilda knew what to do and did it without panicking. Hope it works!

*hugs Jo* (after she's made the calls -- wouldn't want to slow the response)

Thank you, Lesley.

#455:  Author: RosalinLocation: Swansea PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 10:10 pm
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Lesley wrote:
Well as no-one (apart from Sugar - thank you Sugar kiss ) has commented on the actual story - it seems you're not interested anyway! Twisted Evil


OK, let me see....

I was initially surprised at Joey falling to pieces like that, but your comment about Madge being her surrogate mother made sense.

Glad Hilda and Nell are in better control of themselves.

Laughing At Hilda using the Voice to get Joey functioning again.

Laughing Laughing At Joey then calling her Miss Annersley.

I do hope Madge will be OK.

Is that enough comment on the story?

*Joins cliff edge party feeling virtuous*

Oh yes, thanks Lesley Wink

#456:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 10:28 pm
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Oops! Just realised that I didn't say 'Thank you Lesley'. So:

Thank you Lesley. Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Twisted Evil

#457:  Author: ChelseaLocation: Your Imagination PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 10:38 pm
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EEEP!

I love Hilda returning to Miss Annersley to deal with Joey.

Thanks Lesley.

#458:  Author: Elder in OntarioLocation: Ontario, Canada PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 10:45 pm
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Hmm - I presumed that either Hilda, Nell or both would be able to start CPR if needed - thank goodness!

Laughing Despite the gravity of the situation, I did laugh at the way Hilda had to treat Jo before she could do what she was being asked to do - and at Jo's 'Miss Annersley' response.

As I said earlier, I do have faith in the eventual outcome for Madge, but please don't leave us on this particular cliff for too long, Lesley

#459:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 1:19 am
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Oh no - though I can't say I'm surprised. Thank goodness Hilda and Nell know CPR! And poor Jo, no wonder she's panicking - good to see that she still responds to The Voice!

Now what next, I wonder? Very Happy

#460:  Author: Fiona McLocation: Bendigo, Australia PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:15 am
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Can understand why Joey fell apart. It doesn't matter how together you are normally but when someone colapses like that even doctors and nurses fall apart a little bit when it's there own family members. And I wouldn't worry about CPR changing. It only was done late last or early this year. I've just had to relearn some of it. I have to admit I still think 5 quick breaths at the beginning instead of the now required 2.

#461:  Author: ElbeeLocation: Surrey PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:27 am
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Loved Joey's "Miss Annersley" response!

Thanks Lesley!

(at last I've pretty much caught up with this from RCS1!)

#462:  Author: LianeLocation: Manchester PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:29 am
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Shocked Joey's reaction is so understandable.
I did love her reaction to The Voice.
Thanks Lesley

#463:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 12:51 pm
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Thank you very much, Lesley. I think their responses are very typical of them.

#464:  Author: AlexLocation: Cambs, UK PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 1:42 pm
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Well I really wasn't expecting Madge to have an MI, I was thinking it was just going to be a bit of angina or something.

Thanks Lesley. I know you'll give us more in your own sweet time and there's no guarentee that it'll be about Madge so I'm not going to beg Twisted Evil .

#465:  Author: KatLocation: Kingston-upon-Thames/Swansea PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 3:04 pm
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*pokes Joey*

Go Nell, go Hilda! Very Happy

Thank you, Lesley!

~

The new guidelines for CPR came out early this year (I think March, but I could be wrong...) and they do differ from the previous lot. Compressions first, not breaths, and 30:2 not 15:2. They've also changed for paediatrics and babies, so if you did a FA cert last year, you might want to do a refresher class to be in line with the new guidelines Smile

#466:  Author: SalLocation: Walsall / Aberystwyth PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 6:02 pm
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*hoping Madge is ok* Laughing at Joey reverting to Miss Annersley

#467:  Author: ChairLocation: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 7:45 pm
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Thanks, Lesley. I am still wibbling about Madge.

#468:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 7:50 pm
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It was a long night; by the time the ambulance arrived at Hilda and Nell’s cottage Madge’s heart was beating on its own and she was breathing - Nancy Chester having brought across the defibrillator when she received Joey’s call for help. Although conscious Madge was very dazed, not quite able to appreciate what had happened. When asked all she could say was that she had felt severe chest pain before collapsing, but that now she was pain-free. The paramedics, however, after seeing a copy of the original ECG trace from the defibrillator, confirmed that Madge had been in Ventricular Fibrillation, and raced her back to the Real Hospital on a blue light.

Hilda and Nell took Joey with them in their car, following the ambulance at a scarcely more sedate pace with Nell, for once, not having to complain about Hilda driving too slowly. Nell sat in the back with her arms around the shocked Joey. Prior to leaving Hilda had contacted Ruth and got her to ‘stand-in’ as Head for the School.

At the hospital Madge was immediately transferred to Intensive Care and a myriad different tests begun. Although now fully conscience she was, understandably, somewhat confused and worried. A situation not helped when test after test came back as negative. Jem Russell had been called by Hilda shortly after their arrival at the hospital and arrived while the first wave of tests were still being performed and before any visitors had been allowed in to see Madge. At almost the same time Daisy Venable, the Medical Director, and Jack Maynard appeared. After an almost cursory nod toward the people waiting Daisy had entered Intensive care to find out what was happening with her aunt. In the waiting room all the people could do was wait. Hilda and Nell were kept busy providing the others with cups of coffee and, in the case of Jem Russell, practically forcing him to drink it. Jack Maynard simply held Joey tightly and allowed her to cry into his shoulder. Eventually, some four hours after they had arrived, Daisy re-appeared.

“Jem, you can go in now, Joey you too. Everyone else will have to wait here.”

Jem and Joey left immediately but the other three turned to Daisy, “What’s happened, Daisy? Hilda and Nell tell me Madge arrested,” this from Jack.

Daisy nodded, “She did,” she confirmed, “I’ve seen the trace - Madge was in VF, you two saved her life,” she nodded toward Hilda and Nell.

“Then what’s all this nonsense about all the tests being negative?”

Daisy shrugged, “Just exactly that, Jack,” she said with an air of disbelief, “cardiac enzymes are perfectly normal, she’s had an angiogram that has revealed a perfectly normal heart. No evidence of constricted cardiac arteries, no evidence of heart problems. Blood pressure and cholesterol both perfect. If it wasn’t for the trace and the bruising to her chest area because of the CPR I would think this a hoax.”

“Perhaps the enzymes will rise in time?” Jack said with a frown, “after all it can take up to twenty-four hours to show.”

“Perhaps it will,” Daisy replied, “but I would be very surprised, Madge is not exhibiting any of the signs of heart disease, in fact, she’s has a perfectly functioning heart.”

“Then what do you suggest?” Hilda asked.

Daisy shrugged, “We’ll keep her in ITU for the weekend under observation,” she said, “see if anything develops.”

#469:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 7:55 pm
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Right. So if it's not a normal heart attack, everything coming back normal, then it's something else. So give Lesley! Twisted Evil

#470:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:00 pm
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Glad that Madge seems to be OK, but wondering what plot twist Lesley has up her sleeve??

#471:  Author: SugarLocation: second star to the right! PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:01 pm
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What Auntie Pat said!

I could quite happily shove Lesley off her bloody cliffs sometimes!!! Evil or Very Mad

#472:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:02 pm
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Sugar wrote:
What Auntie Pat said!

I could quite happily shove Lesley off her bloody cliffs sometimes!!! Evil or Very Mad


With or without trampolines at the bottom Sugar?

#473:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:07 pm
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*considers what reaction will please Lesley*

*Ignores that and go my own way*

Oh, Er...so what is happening to Madge then??? Rolling Eyes Question Rolling Eyes

#474:  Author: SugarLocation: second star to the right! PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:08 pm
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removes the baileys from Aunty Pat .... did you mean trampoline dear?

And obviously with a trampoline at the bottom ....I don't actually WANT to kill her...cos then she'd be dead, we;d not know the ending AND we'll be stuck here forever and need a RCS1 type miracle to get us out! Rolling Eyes

#475:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:31 pm
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Sugar wrote:
And obviously with a trampoline at the bottom ....I don't actually WANT to kill her...cos then she'd be dead, we;d not know the ending AND we'll be stuck here forever and need a RCS1 type miracle to get us out! Rolling Eyes


Although I wouldn't put it past Lesley to provide one! Twisted Evil

#476:  Author: KatarzynaLocation: North West England PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:35 pm
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I only have one thing to say


Thank you Lesley Wink

#477:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:37 pm
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Well, thank you, Lesley, but what was it that caused Madge's heart to stop?

#478:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:56 pm
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What? None of you worked it out, yet? I am surprised! Wink Have a little clue...

A little later the three were allowed to join Jem and Joey to see Madge and stayed with her for some time. Mid morning Jem disappeared out to pick up some magazines and books for a Madge who was already complaining of being bored. The others continued to chat. Suddenly Jem returned but all there were astounded at the change in him. He appeared almost as grey as Madge had the previous night but, instead of a look of pain, there was a look of deep sadness, he swallowed quickly then spoke,

"I've just taken a call on my mobile," he said quietly, "from England..."

#479:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 9:02 pm
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Dick's died, hasn't he? Madge's other, physical half.

#480:  Author: SugarLocation: second star to the right! PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 9:02 pm
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mmmmmm errrrr ....could be anything!
Someones died? someones had a baby ?
or ....their premium bonds came out of ERNIE?

I shall wait unless the All knowing one lets on.

ETA: good thinking Jennie.. that might explain the physical reaction. Twins can be strange like that

#481:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 9:04 pm
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Had they come over at different ages? Madge and Dick I mean.

#482:  Author: ChelseaLocation: Your Imagination PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 9:04 pm
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How spoiled we are do have two posts a day for two days in a row.

I, for one, freely admit that I have no clue - other than Voodoo dolls. I'm sure that it has something to do with how Elinor made her characters, but I am without ideas.

*ponders who, exactly, is in England at this point in the story.

#483:  Author: KatarzynaLocation: North West England PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 9:10 pm
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That's not two posts! that's one and a paragraph of teasing!

oh d*mn

forgot


Must remember, just say thank you Lesley

#484:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 9:10 pm
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Katarzyna wrote:
That's not two posts! that's one and a paragraph of teasing!

oh d*mn

forgot


Must remember, just say thank you Lesley


Quite right Kate. Wink

And before you ask - I haven't written any more - I wrote that paragraph direct - must now make sure I put it on the word doc.

#485:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 9:15 pm
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Thank-you kindly Lesley.

#486:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 9:18 pm
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Is that 'Thank you kindly' or 'kindly Lesley'? There's nothing kindly about her when she's writing RCS you know! Wink

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#487:  Author: KatarzynaLocation: North West England PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 9:18 pm
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Lesley wrote:
And before you ask - I haven't written any more - I wrote that paragraph direct - must now make sure I put it on the word doc.



Us, ask for more, surely not, we'd never do that! would we??


ETA - Pat, i think the kindly is a bit over the top myself, a general thank you will surely suffice! we don't want the authoress getting above herself now do we? Twisted Evil

#488:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 9:20 pm
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Speak for yourself, Kate.

I'm quite shameless about asking for more.

#489:  Author: Kathy_SLocation: midwestern US PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 10:00 pm
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Shocked
um, er...
"Grey" is not a good sign, especially without the "to all appearances."

Thank you, Lesley?

#490:  Author: Elder in OntarioLocation: Ontario, Canada PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 10:14 pm
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Unless I'm much mistaken, the clue tells all, Lesley - hadn't thought of that one, but it could certainly explain Madge's collapse.

Shall now wait to see......

#491:  Author: Cath V-PLocation: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 12:23 am
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I'm with Jennie's suggestion on this....although my initial thought was that the Evil Author (no, not you Lesley!)had managed to escape and was wreaking havoc somehow.

#492:  Author: Carolyn PLocation: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 7:43 am
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Pat wrote:
Is that 'Thank you kindly' or 'kindly Lesley'? There's nothing kindly about her when she's writing RCS you know! Wink


Both! Laughing It was why I didn't punctuate, so either meaning was possible.

#493:  Author: TanLocation: London via Newcastle Australia PostPosted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 8:04 am
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Cath V-P wrote:
I'm with Jennie's suggestion on this....although my initial thought was that the Evil Author (no, not you Lesley!)had managed to escape and was wreaking havoc somehow.


Yep, I had wondered about that as well.

#494:  Author: MaryRLocation: Cheshire PostPosted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 1:07 pm
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As I can't hope to join in the wittticisms, I shall just agree that the death of Dick seems the most likely explanation - the wonder is that Madge didn't die as well. Guess Nell and Hilda were too quick for her. Laughing

Madge, like Jem, will be very upset when she finds out - although she may already have worked it out, of course.

Thanks, Lesley.

#495:  Author: PatLocation: Doncaster PostPosted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 9:14 pm
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Katarzyna is suffering withdrawal symptoms. She has had to go to bed without an update. So watch me get a slapped wrist tomorrow!!!!

#496:  Author: JennieLocation: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 9:25 pm
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And I have to go to bed soon, too. I shall sulk!

#497:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 9:38 pm
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As this has reached 25 pages I will stop here and start a new thread.



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